Barnacles <br /> <br />I stand in the rain <br />Its pieces hitting my face <br />It beats down and saturates my clothes <br />They cling to me <br />The thunder rolls and lightning clashes <br />But the world is calm <br />The water beneath me rocks this thin pontoon <br />It rocks but does not fill and sink <br />The boat has experience with weather like this <br />I am the boat and my life in the storm <br />I'm chipped and dented with barnacles stuck to my side <br />But I have learned to live and not die <br />If storms like this never come, what is the point in proofing the exterior <br />The imperfections of my bow show the true beauty of my travels<br /><br />Elizabeth Osoinach<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/barnacles-2/
