She Won't Be Subjugated To A Rain Cliche Poem by Raj Dronamraju

She made a joke - That everyone who lives here is going to need some kind of readjustment training once the clouds go away and the sun comes out

The rain pours down or she's waiting for it to pour down
Neither means anything when you forswear self-pity
There is nothing outside what she controls
Meaningless incidentals like the weather lightly affect the mood and that is all

Inside her head is a flat blacktop where honest confrontations occur without being obscured by omens and devices

It was raining cats and dogs on a Saturday morning
She watched from her bedroom window
It did not make a difference to what she was going through
It was not for show her pensive anxiety nor her downturned mouth

Neither a cloud in the sky nor a cloud in the eye
Not for borrowed misery and a downbeat outlook
She made complete her human based plans
Soaked to the skin but it did not affect her focus one bit