UNDER THIS RED UMBRELLA
The rain did not stop us romantically.
Our love was to be enjoyed.
Life span was our imagery.
We are young adults in love.
We walked in an embrace.
We talked about family and friends.
We were unity of togetherness in this scene.
I looked away shortly and saw others doing the same.
That momentary endeavor drew his attention as well.
He leaned forward with protection so that I would not get wet.
This red umbrella glisten from the night lights as we stroll through the park.
The tree leaves were wet; this was autumn.
Good spirits were in optimistic to longevity.
The red umbrella reflects the leaves of the trees as it does my man’s adoration of me.
Under this red umbrella are images of love!
User Name: Verlena S. Walker –
Nom De Plume: Oblivion Dark Sunshine
Sponsor: Leonora Galinta
Personification of Lovers done for Poem with a theme of "Umbrella" Free Poetry Contest
Entry Date: March 22, 2014
Yamaha impressed me the first time I laid eyes on her glistening blond maple wood, her stylish body details, her long fretted mother-of-pearl inlay; lobed with golden keys. Her voice called to me the first time I held her in my arms. I strummed her six strings slowly in the key of G, then moved softly to D and C. All the while, I searched earnestly for her purity in sound quality and style. She was not the most beautiful in the showroom. But oh yes! She did flatter me with her musical presence. She was beautiful to me! I knew from that moment on she would be mine for eternity.
Within the hour, I took her home to meet the family. She was shy on the journey, not making a sound; perhaps due to this being her first automobile ride or simply wanting to see a world she was now a part of. Yamaha was cased in alligator leather, a brown dressing which was stylish for the day. We were both nervous as we arrived and got out of the car. My strong caressing grip on her handle assured her she wouldn’t fall and it would be alright. She knew it would be alright as I smiled at her.
I opened the door, allowing her to enter first. When in the living room, I called to everyone to come meet the newest member of the family. Dad was taken by her simple yet elegant beauty and style. Mom touched her first and she was most pleased. At that moment I realized the importance of first impressions as Mom marveled at how pretty she was. I sat down in the best chair in the living room while Mom listed to Yamaha talk and I sang a popular country love song. I was pleased with the family acquaintance to Yamaha. It was evident she had become a part of the family.
The first few weeks, I couldn’t keep Yamaha out of my arms. I longed to be with her every minute of the day. In my eye, she made me smile by just gazing upon her. I fumbled with her in those beginning days. She ignored my elementary attempts at refinery and permitted me the time to catch up to her mastery rather than bow down to my level. Like any two lovers, both must reach to the need of the other. Only then is love truly in harmony.
Today, Yamaha is not the young glistening blond I held in my arms some thirty years removed. Her wood has been scared by my love to play her. She has received countless face lifts which cover her tainted mother-of-pearl. Her brown leather case dress stands in need of a seamstress care. But as with all things having been learned through love, we now make beautiful music together. She is my treasure, a light into my soul's well. She amplifies my inner being. As I perform, she is glorified. We have grown old together,and gotten better in time. I still hold her in my arms day by day as this lover has risen to her grace and expectations. She is my treasure for a life time.
Something is in my heart
I want to say it
Words can't support me
How can I say it?
I want to know,
If you can bear it
Why can't I say it?
I am delighted,
If you want to hear it?
No, no, or never
Why can't I say it?
As I opened my eyes with a sound,
Which was of a little sweet bird around,
Humming softly on the window beside,
Calling the sun out from its darkened hide.
It pricked me to think of someone,
Someone close that i knew,
The quality of keeping hope alive,
And always expecting the rise anew.
I walked upto the window frame,
And saw a view no one can tame,
The sun rising on the horizon,
Spreading its shine in all the region.
Again Someone came to my mind,
A very Dear person i knew,
The quality of spending smiles everywhere,
Even if you have earned a few.
The breeze slapped in my face,
And shook me out of laziness,
Pure and refreshing as i felt,
Now looking with more easiness.
The slap made me remind once more,
Of the same person i knew,
Her rejuvenating laugh and her kind words,
As lovely as a Cat's "Mew!"
The bright day with colorful scene,
Calling you to get out and breathe,
Trees, grass, flowers and bees,
Together creating a wonderful wreathe.
At this moment i became just confused,
Because it struck me weird again,
Of the same person i said i knew,
As she resembles the extraordinary aine.
Her laughter as it brightens me up,
Pushing me to live some more,
Various in forms and one in sense,
Awakening me to love a little more.
Soon i was baffled so much,
That is she like nature or nature like her?
Or am i just feeling all this non sense!
Because i know i am not making any sense!
Soon i gathered myself together,
And talked some reason in it,
Who is it that i love more?
Is it the nature or Her love for me infinte?
Then i found the answer to my question,
In a very profound manner,
That no matter who i love more,
She has those qualities to garner,
Its about her and my love for her,
That makes me feel this way,
Whether nature always remains this way or not,
She will always remain the same,
That ''US'' would never get apart,
For she ll always remain in my heart,
Whether nature may not be upto the mark with time,
But she ll always have that spark and she ll always be mine.
Once a heart used to beat to the rhythm
of love behind my ribs, you walked into my
life and I poured all my heart to you.
for a while it felt like there were only two
people in the world you and I. I thought ruled the
world and that our hearts beat frantically.
I thought we were in love but I guess I was
wrong. I loved you, you took it and kept it
we were suppose to share love but you were
selfish with it. My heart you had but you tore it apart
You left it bleeding, as blood oozed out so did love
and every bit of life it had. It withered and died
and you smiled and lied that you loved me.
what a fool I was to have listened to yo lies but
who would blame me when words sipped out of your
mouth with the sweetness of honey not knowing
it will sting like a bee. the touch of your lips
deceived me and the look in your eyes
oh now i have learnt from this that
loving someone is so intense
it feels like it will last forever. I
can't believe that you never feel
the same way.
I can't believe that this sacred relationship
has been betrayed. I was sure
that we were in the same wavelength and
that we understood each other. Meanwhile,
we walked on parallel and eventually
divergent tracks the entire time. The feelings of
betrayal and hurt may take many years to heal.
because my chest is empty only pain remains