28 August 2011

Solvent



Water is stronger than you know.
Hide under a red umbrella
If you think it will protect you.
It won’t.
The water will get through.
Maybe this cloud’s storm won’t penetrate,
But it won’t be the last cloud to stalk you.

And at the first sign of frayed weakness,
With the first tatter of red nylon,
The water will come for you.
With every drop,
A particular damage.
To every trickle,
A specific pain.

Hide under your meek, red umbrella,
If it gives solace.
But water always finds a way in,
Or it makes one.
It will dissolve your every barrier
And your everything else. 


Inspired from the picture at Magpie Tales for Mag 80.

13 comments:

  1. Excellent poem and metaphor. An umbrella gives false security. Yes, water will always eventually win.

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  2. Oh yes. Especially meaningful given the recent hurricane and the anniversary of Katrina.

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  3. this is sad to me...yes storms will come and rain will get in...i do hope even as the umbrella diminishes that hope is not lost...

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  4. Powerful piece...I really like "...it won’t be the last cloud to stalk you".

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  5. "Water always finds a way in, or it makes one."
    Yes, and the rain it raineth every day. (Will S.)

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  6. Great extended metaphor poem . . the best kind. Thank you.

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  7. Excellent write and metaphor.

    Anna :o]

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  8. I hope you realize how excellent your poem is for this week's Magpie image. Really loved it and am a new fan. :)

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  9. Too true!

    I love the line 'the water will come for you'

    Nicely!

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  10. Can I just endorse Doctor FTSE's comment above? Excellent piece.

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  11. i like that you chose this to write about...very interesting indeed. xo

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