Best Umbrella Poems
*I Will Cry*
If this world really mattered,
Why does it bleed?
I could tell you how much I love you,
But, that will never heal the pain.
I am never at peace.
Every day I cry for grace.
Every day my tears engrave a large hole.
A rich perfume redolent of rain-
-the only stain in my soul.
What has become of the sun?
Where have all the stars gone?
I am a sinner!
A tapper on the roof,
I fell without angel wings!
A small ripple that splashed into the pavement crack.
I couldn't be saved!
I am a lonely bard
I have no song to sing.
This empty ballad is my home.
A feathers against the dying wind-
-my only expression.
I will cry'
Raindrops from the sky.
Tears from a simple narrow-minded girl,
Water wept into this sorrowful world.
I will cry’
A view you can’t erase,
A window you can’t shut;
Tears you can't brush.
I will cry'
A river that flows into the night of days.
I will cry'
like a child, and nobody can take that away.
I will cry- once more...
No one will ever care,
That I cried!
PS..... Please remember the smell of earth after rain.
by;PD
I was going on a blind date and walked across town
The weather wasn’t kind, rain was pouring down
It was my friend’s sister and he arranged the date
She was nowhere to be seen, maybe just running late.
Then a girl with a red umbrella came towards me
Despite the pouring rain she was beautiful to see
She said” Sorry I’m late my bus it broke down
I’ve just had to walk half a mile across town.”
“Get under” she said “Come and take shelter”
I did as she asked and then I was beside her
I’d never noticed before and what a surprise
She had an angelic face and beautiful brown eyes.
Our eyes then met and to me that was a good sign
And from this day forward I vowed she’d be mine
Never in my life had I ever felt this way
I was lost for words and didn’t know what to say.
I held her closely and we looked at each other
I would never have met her but for her brother
Then she pulled me closer and we started to kiss
I was in seventh heaven, oh this was pure bliss.
I thought in my mind, this girl would be my wife
And I was already planning the rest of my life
I’d marry her, buy a house and start our own family
Have holidays at the coast; go swimming in the sea.
I then heard a loud ringing, it had just turned seven
Lying there wide awake, I was no longer in heaven
Sometimes things are just not what they seem
The angel with brown eyes was just but a dream.
I got ready for work and then went to catch the train
The sky was full of grey clouds and it started to rain
As the train was pulling out I glanced over to my right
Stood holding a red umbrella; was the girl from last night.
Written 31st October 2018
For screwed xx poetry contest sponsored by
Rob Carmack.
There she stands
Centre stage for all to see
Tall and slender
Precariously she balances.
I reach out for her
Draw her to me
My hand skims her body
Slowly reaching her skirt.
Playful fingers find hidden areas
Delighted her legs spring forth
Displaying the very beauty
Of her delicately adorned skirt.
Gaily she dances around
Dizzily twisting and turning
In the brightness of day shading
She gently tends to my needs.
Personal ballerina takes to toes leaping
Merrily bobbing up and down
As emotional to her performance
Clouds cry a thousand tears for her.
Reaching our destination
Slightly shaken, she leans
Watches me quietly drips
Against the wall.
Reminiscent of the day's fulfillment
We acknowledge one another silently
Restful knowing we shall be
One once more.
THE UMBRELLA OF LIFE
There is an umbrella called life
Spread over all the earth
It contains some strife
But it also has great worth
This red umbrella provides protection
From the problems we all face
We have not been granted perfection
As we run the course of life's race
But we have a Redeemer to look to
When the strife is hard to bear
He will always see us through
With gentle loving care
When the heavy rain is falling
He is there to calm the storm
He hears us when we're calling
And He keeps us from all harm
Call upon Him when storm clouds rise
He will protect you from the strife
He will give you bright blue skies
Underneath the red umbrella of life
31 October 2018
For the contest sponsored by Eve Roper
Weep not your grief, when July says goodbye
Of the massive dark rain clouds, we seek shelter
Sing the melody without the words, a rainbow shines
It remains to see the glorious wonders of nature
A choir of harmony, August whispers words of cheer
29.07.2017
Sun :) - A-L Andresen :)
Copyright © All Rights Reserved
Sudden rain brought me
under your umbrella
for the first time.
For the first time
you were so close to me
with your fragrance.
The umbrella was
not big enough
to cover both of us.
A raindrop was trickling
down your forehead.
I was following it's trail
without listening to you.
Your words couldn't touch me
like the raindrops falling outside.
The trail of that raindrop
uncovers some secrets for me,
your eyes were bluer
than I thought and your
dimples deeper.
I discovered a beauty spot
below your left ear lobe.
Today,I know about all your
beauty spots....
But still now in a rainy day
I want to walk with you
under the same umbrella.
**************************
rain brings us
under the same umbrella---
quarrelling
++++++++++++++++
By:kash poet
We stroll beneath the Eiffel Tower,
Caught amidst an autumn shower,
Just my petite amie and me,
Snuggled warm and dampness-free.
Bound to hear true romance call,
Close 'neath our crimson parasol -
Her little dog takes shelter, too,
(Chance for a stolen kiss-or-two).
Oh, blessed am I to be your fella,
Your lips, bright as our red umbrella,
Juicy fruits, fresh from the vine -
Succulent when pressed to mine.
So, let the droplets dance and spatter,
Sweet its song, that pitter-patter,
The bubbles in our day's champagne ...
How wondrous, Paris ... in the rain!
~ 1st Place ~ in the "Red Umbrella" Poetry Contest, Eve Roper, Judge & Sponsor.
The faces are lifted
towards heaven
Rain falls
like tears from
a grieving sky
The perfect moment
Under an umbrella for two
You will see that the sky is singing
and shelves every moment on this earth
01.04.2014
A-L Andresen :)
Contest Name Poem with a theme of "Umbrella"
Sponsor Leonora Galinta
Deadline 4/23/2014
(3 th in the contest)
In a rain
downpour
to keep from
getting wet,
we open
an umbrella
put it
overhead,
but yet........
I wish
to make
a suggestion,
that may
take
a moment
to catch on,
for after
giving this
quite some
thought,
an idea
upon me
did dawn!
There is
another
type of
downpour
for which
this tool
could be
used!
Now
take a second,
and give it
some thought
for this
new use
I doubt
you'll refuse!
If the
downpours
are blessings
from Heaven,
in such
"ABUNDANCE"
that you wish
not to
drown,
you might
want
to consider
trying to
catch
every drop....
"by turning
your
umbrella
upside down!!!"
The very
idea
that the
floodgates
of Heaven
would be
opened
with such
a deluge,
means the
downpour
of blessings
would cover
the earth
WOW!!!....
Now this
would really
be HUGE!!!
So I hope
in your
life
good things
come your
way
that give you
big smiles
and
no frowns,
because
when it does
you'll want
to be
prepared....
"by turning
your
umbrella
upside down!!!"
If you let a smile
Be your only umbrella
Expect a wet butt
the door has been closed
you stand outside in the rain
soaked in your despair
open your bright umbrella
storms pass; walk sprightly onward
It was a dark wet night...rain over head..
Sheltered us close.....an umbrella red.
Breathing moonlight ....in your silent air.
My eyelids closed ..inside your hug and care.
The fragrance of water ...intoxicating wine.
I was drunken deep... in the fruit of your vine.
Soaking showers trickled...the transcending time .
Redundant words played... a rhyming pantomime.
A kiss smelling vanilla... whispered all untold.
My face cupped inside.....your soft fingered fold.
I quenched my thirst ...in your sea ...submerged.
In the red umbrella hideout....our lips converged.
Did I catch cold in the rain? Or is it your shiver?
The ripple of your touch? A wave made me quiver.
Ardent affection .... relieved a fancy dream...
Revealed the reality.....of a love supreme.
Dated 8th November 2018
Submitted to the Red Umbrella Poetry Contest
Sponsor Eve Roper
PLACED FIRST IN CONTEST
Diadem
flat on its head.
Regal
in appearance.
Beautiful parrot
clad in white.
It's a...
"Velcro bird;"
bonds well
with humans.
A native
of Indonesia.
When surprised, raises its...
crest.
Dazzling bird in flight!
(Yalto)
"Yalto is a form invented by yours truly
Line 1-15: 3,4,2,4,5,3,2,3,2,3,3,5,6,1,5 syllables
Bird Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Constance La France
Date written: 07/09/2020
Underneath the red umbrella,
my Johnny stole a kiss from me,
so I felt like Cinderella,
for like a handsome prince was he.
Despite the cold, I melted when
underneath the red umbrella,
Johnny gazed into my eyes; then
whispered softly, “You’re my bella.”
Oh, the kiss from that sweet fellah!
Although the rain kept falling down,
underneath the red umbrella,
deep love is what would make me drown.
Romance cut short – though filled with bliss -
just didn't fill a novella.
Yet I cannot forget that kiss
underneath the red umbrella.
Nov. 7, 2018 for Eve Roper's Red Umbrella Poetry Contest