The Purple Umbrella

The Purple Umbrella

 

He could see her standing in the rain,

on her were his eyes trained.

Though, her face he could not see,

for the purple umbrella’s cover was complete.

He had seen this scene before

in his dream, and now his spirit implored.

He had to go to her,

compelled to know the nature

of his reoccurring dream.

What did this mean?

Was it simply DeJa’Vu?

Or was she his dream come true?

Unsure if he should approach her,

yet, he still wondered

If she were his destiny.

He may not have another chance

to steal a glance

at the woman beneath the purple umbrella’s shade.

This had to be the day.

It was now or never

to possibly find his forever.

Taking a deep breath,

he made his way to her, soaking wet.

Upon reaching her, she asked him…

as she raised the umbrella’s rim,

revealing her face…“Have we met before?”

“I believe so… perhaps in another world.”…

came his startled reply.

“I believe you’re right.”

He then felt that she had dreamt the same,

so, he hesitated not to ask her name.

She smiled, “My name is Gabriella.”…

and welcomed him beneath the purple umbrella.

 

Melinda McQueen Rodgers          
April 12, 2021

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

A wonderful story told in the poetry dear Melinda.
"He then felt that she had dreamt the same,
so, he hesitated not to ask her name.
She smiled, “My name is Gabriella.”…
and welcomed him beneath the purple umbrella."
I loved the above lines. Thank you dear friend for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[Melinda McQueen]

Thanks for your visit. I appreciate you.

[Chris Shaw]

Delightful way to meet another. Purple being my favourite colour. Romance in the rain, is rather lovely. Visually pleasing and uplifting. Thank you Melinda.

Chris

[Melinda McQueen]

Purple is my favorite color, too.
Thanks for reading.

[Chris Shaw]

Colour of royalty :)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

ps

Emily D. would smile at your slant rhyme in this...she was a master of it.

[Melinda McQueen]

Oh... Thanks. :)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

"Purple rain, purple rain"
I was humming Prince while reading this.
There are people I am sure I have met in another life...I feel I was here twice before...
once in medieval times and once in the time of the settlers...pioneers.
had to be...and she was there in my dreams, in my reality...in this poem.
thank you, Melinda, for bringing her back.
j.

[Melinda McQueen]

You are welcome. Thanks for visiting my little world.

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

This is my sort of story poem love it
So ethereal
Love it

[Melinda McQueen]

Thanks for reading. I appreciate you.