Rain

Rain ©  

I walk on slick shine streets 
in the night with my lover. 

Freshly out of bed and ravenous 
for other food, he pauses and 
licks the tears and rain drops 
from my face. 

Rain in its many moods 
quickens to sweep the earth and 
skies clean. 

Settles on the skin like a damp 
kiss. Cold, warm, sweet, clean, 
sharp, rain. 


 
Is designer bottled water 
merely rain drops from afar? 


The dog romps through the rain, 
in his perfect raincoat, oblivious 
to the wet. 
Blinking owlishly when a drop 
should fall into his eye. 

 
Mysterious primates of the forest 
sit forlornly, beneath the 
umbrella leaf. 
Forever patient as the skies 
rupture with a torrential deluge. 
Human-tender eyes reflect their 
disgust and sadness at the wet, 
messy coats they must wear. 


The equine turn their haunches 
to the storm to show their scorn 
for nature’s tantrum. 


Cats run for cover, sit 
majestically removing the 
wet rain from their person with a 
wet tongue. 


 
Wild fowl dance across the circle 
patterns of the pond’s face, 
beating their wings and singing. 

They frolic and dive celebrating 
the sublime circumstance of 
being wet. 


Man spends energy and money 
to keep himself dry and safe 
from the rain, darting from 
doorway to doorway. 

What does he fear? He won’t 
melt if he gets soaked, he won’t 
become ill or grow fins, and he 
just might get clean. 


Snow is rain in its wedding attire; 
no two brides alike. 

 
The rain drop falls into a rivulet 
of other rain drops atop the 
mountain.
The rivulet runs into the creek, 
the creek into a stream. 
The stream rushes to the river 
and the river falls into the sea. 


The rain drops turn to salty tears 
as the journey ends. 


It is said that chickens, if left out 
in the rain, will lift their heads up 
to the sky and watch the rain 
until they drown. 

Trisha Sugarek
Butterflies and Bullets
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Darjee Avatar
August 12, 2021 at 6:42 PM
Praiseworthy ink!
Mcintosh Avatar
August 12, 2021 at 1:07 PM
I love this...love rain, water, wet liquid caressing my naked skin... this is a brilliant poem and a fave for me. God bless you friend. Love, Gina
Rose Avatar
August 10, 2021 at 4:28 AM
Beautiful poem.
Marcum Wong Avatar
August 9, 2021 at 12:02 AM
Trisha, I loved this unique view of the rain. I adore rain. I am saving this poem to my faves! Congratulations on having it featured. Aloha, Connie
Khan Avatar
August 8, 2021 at 9:40 PM
Penned so well.keep it up
Harrell Avatar
April 17, 2014 at 9:14 AM
Cute! Great job :)
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