He’s written his rules
In invisible ink
She’s thirsty for answers
But can’t get a drink
She’s certain of nothing
And unsure of all
Like walking a tight rope
And waiting to fall
No courage to question
In case he withdraws
He might start to think
She’s sharpening her claws
She wants not to ask him
For what he can’t give her
A cup full of rain,
Won’t give you a river.
Clever last lines. I like that expression. A cup full...won't make a river. Hugs Jan
I just love this poem! It is extremely well crafted - and I particularly like the 3rd verse re sharpening her claws...and the ending is superb. I am trying to navigate my way round the website, but definitely want this one in my Favourite Poems.
Gyp's~ This is a wonderful poem! My favorite stanza is the first one. Such great imagery. Especially 'she's thirsty for answers...' Flows nicely in a poem with the title 'Cup of Rain'. I also liked, 'A cup full of rain, Won’t give you a river.' Such a grim reminder of those who aren't willing to even meet you half way in a relationship. Such is life, I suppose...I love how you turned a somewhat saddening topic into such a beautiful poem. There's a softness to it...maybe that's the rain image in my head. Anyway, Great Poem! :) ~Courtney
I like this, you have managed to convey perfectly what it feels like to be in the dark, and scared to ask for light incase it's all too much and the bulb blows! Moyaxx
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is lovely, Scarborough G. Emotional, sad yet sweet, too. Very nice poem. Hugs, CJ