The day he lost her to a fallen world He promised to be satisfied with life His love came from above abundantly Commissioned to give back put others first
One day the Sturm und Drang hit city streets He viewed upon his high apartment floor Then after business hours his neighbors parked He witnessed many soaked from pouring rain
Instinctively he grabbed umbrella case He pulled it from the scabbard to withdraw His saber in right hand, ran down the stairs Now opened sheltered fabric for the folks
The people parked now waited one by one Because the gent had hurried them inside He got the last one in so safe and dry The people clapped, bade “thanks, umbrella man”
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Weeks later:
He heard the honking horn across the street A straggler struggles out of vehicle Looks like a neighbor, hadn't seen before He gets her out of pouring rain, she smiles
This man who was as masculine as can be Had felt his legs go weak; her pretty face She saw his handsome face, aglow; proclaimed - “Am pleased to meet our famed Umbrella Man” ______________
Glossary
Sturm und Drang: noun - turmoil, storm and stress, violent disturbance and disorder
This is in Blank Verse. Iambic Pentameter without rhyme. If you can read the poem to the beat of Iamb it's a much better read: da DUM da DUM da DUM da DUM da DUM ---------each syllable unstressed/STRESSED. I hope you enjoy the journey of The Umbrella Man and his ultimate blessing, or prize, depending on how one looks at it. Thomas