Amy Sell Poet Rhyme

The Upside-Down Umbrellas

My dad made large upside-down umbrellas which I’m told
Won't keep the water above us from hitting us as we walk the road
But will hold the dirt and dust that's left of us as we corrode
Keeping it from falling and being washed away in the river below.  

Impenetrable and round canvases of black
They go in a hole underground with a rod attached
The rods have rocks serving as bases that suspend them above ground, in their place
And braces to keep the underground canvases open-face

As useless as they are in the rain today
We maintain the upside-down umbrellas and we quietly pray
They will keep us all dry one day.

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Tom Cunningham March 22, 2018 at 3:44 AM What a great tribute to your Dads clever idea. It's amazing how much rubble and rubbish you find on a construction site. My wife likes a job done without mess , impossible. Maybe I need one of your dads umbrellas. Tom Amy Sell March 25, 2018 at 1:23 PM Thank you, Tom! I think we could all use an umbrella like that!

Reason A. Poteet March 21, 2018 at 9:33 PM What a wonderful tribute to the ingenuity of your dad. An open-ended application can be made to many situations in our lives today. I thank you for sharing. Amy Sell March 25, 2018 at 1:24 PM Thank you, Reason; I appreciate the comments. : )