My Red Umbrella

My Red Umbrella

A Poem by Elizabeth


My red umbrella
is prettier than I am
and far more capable.

It shines in the rain,
not afraid of drowning.

Unlike me,
it welcomes the deluge.


© 2015 Elizabeth



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Very well said!!! Unlike the umbrella we welcome the storms and rain into our life no matter how hard we try to stay away from them... Very metaphorical way to say it...

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Dhiman

Posted 1 Year Ago


I think I can relate to the sentiment of this poem despite not having a red umbrella.
I hate the rain.
Unless I'm inside.
But I always seem to be damp.

Posted 2 Years Ago


I'm not so sure that 'Brollys' (an english term) actually relish the rain. I live in England and whenever it rains here, which is pretty damn often...I can never find MY umbrella......IT HIDES

Posted 5 Years Ago


Elizabeth

5 Years Ago

In truth, I do not even own an umbrella. Don't tell :)
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Dr. Wood ?

5 Years Ago

well if it makes you feel any better, neither do I....God knows where it has gone....I've looked eve.. read more
yes. umbrella's wait, for the rain.
there bravery is commendable

Posted 6 Years Ago


Awesome!

Posted 6 Years Ago


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You do have a unique way of writing. You often provide objects comparing them to oneself, and that conjures up visuals that make the flow and meaning of the words shine.

Posted 6 Years Ago




You know what blows my mind is your unique way of writing. I feel like I get these deep little drops of confessional poetry along the lines of Lowell or Plath. Yet, they read like little Zen proverbs. You write cut throat and honest life proverbs, leaving out all of the horse s**t, malarkey, do this and get this positive result. The world has problems and we have problems and there isn’t necessarily an answer, there is only a storm and we are all trying to weather it. So let me serve it back to your court and say I think you need to work on a publication.


Posted 6 Years Ago


i like the word 'umbrella'
and they are pretty.

and how they like the rain, yes.

Posted 6 Years Ago


i just wrote an umbrella poem too: but it's titled 'rain'

desperate like an umbrella
for rain

skies blue
and insane


universes meeting
in the street

love in the air

rain at my feet

Posted 6 Years Ago


the umbrella is made for a deluge. we aren't. if we were, we'd look our best soaking wet too.

Posted 6 Years Ago



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Elizabeth
Elizabeth

Wonderland, TN



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I am Alice through the looking glass...I mix my metaphors with barbiturates. I take my mania with a glass of milk and I rarely look before crossing the street. Walk a mile in my mary janes, friend. .. more..

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