Umbrella

It’s raining on just me Umbrella you were supposed to protect me Now it’s just raining under you Oh no one else feels the storm It’s pouring down my face Wind blows but I grip on tight to your handle Wishing that this rain goes away I don’t understand I don’t know why I don’t let go Maybe I fear change Maybe I fear the sun The warmth of happiness would be something new I’m used to the umbrella I’m used to the dark My disappointment My failures and my loss of hope I’m used to feeling like nothing to the world I’m used to feeling like I’m not seen through the pouring rain I’d like to think my umbrella failed me But really it was just me

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Old Buck

Date: 3/13/2018 12:28:00 PM

Eve: I'm not supposed to advertise my stuff here but if you go to my spot and go down to 7/8/16. Mom and Dad It's Monday. You will see how much fun "stretching" your imagination can be. I'm 77 and I've either stretched my imagination or my memory. You decide which. Then write us a fable of your own making. oldbuck

Leanne Lovejoy-Burton

Date: 3/2/2018 8:30:00 PM

You just can't see it yet. You are a bright shining light. Rain is cleansing. KEEP WRITING. You have the gift. Love it.

Line Gauthier

Date: 2/27/2018 12:03:00 AM

Eve, you have the knack of turning dark despair into beautiful and powerful imagery. Superbly done.

Carolyn Devonshire

Date: 2/26/2018 4:44:00 PM

The isolation people sometimes feel in times of deep despair is well illustrated in your words, Eve. You have a lot of talent for reaching the reader's heart. Stay with us and continue sharing. Carolyn

Connie Marcum Wong

Date: 2/26/2018 2:26:00 PM

It can be most cathartic to share sad emotions, helping to release those dark feelings until the sun can penetrate the shroud that keeps its healing rays away. I can relate to this poem and I know that time is the best healer. Your poem is brilliantly written Eve. Aloha, Connie

Tom Cunningham

Date: 2/26/2018 1:47:00 PM

The shelter or umbrella we often seek when we feel our lives are going through a big storm. Sometimes we feel overwhelmed and feel we're never going to get to a safe harbour. But the waters do calm.

Eve Roper

Date: 2/25/2018 3:17:00 PM

I love the way you used the umbrella for protection and how it also rain underneath, very strong emotion.. Your writing really reflects out.. very good write, Eve. time does heal the heart hope and faith.. Hugs Eve