#umbrellas
Waves from the beach match my waves for my drink
The waitress comes over and asks what’s my order
I said I can’t choose “I’m feeling like there’s clouds above me,
It’s been a rough few days and these double hotel rooms are bland and lonely.”
“Not a problem, sir. I know just what to get to make you feel *****
She comes back with a Hawaiian margarita.
It came with an umbrella which I set aside while saying thank you, Senorita.
I guzzled down the drink to reach the tequila faster,
But the wind picks up and it looks like a disaster.
I ask for one more, with the umbrella.
This fairy godmother returns with another margarita.
The buzz has transformed me like I’m Cinderella.
I leave a 20 at the table and walk towards the beach, ignoring the families with kids who all they do is screech.
Clutching both umbrellas, I walk to the shore
One of God’s many gifts for us to explore.
I never noticed how nice he made the decore.
Tequila is the only alcohol that’s an upper, or so I’ve been told.
But I enter the water even though it was cold
What happened next though was a story previously told,
My umbrellas caught air like Mary Poppins,
As I floated along the coast listening to Phil Collins.
The speakers down below blast the drum section from that one song,
And I stayed up there for I don’t know how long,
But when I descended,
My pain was suspended and my emotions were splendid.
So next time, when your mind feels cloudy and your thoughts are rowdy
Ask for a drink with an umbrella
You’ll soon find yourself smiling, cheesing more than mozzarella.
Sep 18, 2023
Sep 18, 2023 at 10:29 PM UTC
monetize and institutionalize
is the way to gain the modern prize
marriage isn't affirmation of love
it's a 10-grand headache
as the IRS sits above
funerals aren't celebrations of one's life
they're ways for the fat cats
to profit off your strife
churches aren't for learning about god
some pastors make six figures
now isn't that odd?
you wonder why you're in so much pain
grasping at straws attempting to stay sane
unclench your palms from those useless umbrellas
go outside, and dance in the rain
Aug 24, 2021
Aug 24, 2021 at 3:01 AM UTC
The grime covering my mind, withers into the rain, bringing clouds of grey to walk the streets of stonework, hovering steadily.
Looking up at the stacked windows, the glow of home decorates the shadows with waltzing patterns.
I hide from the foggy blackness beneath my red umbrella.
The fabric canopy lives to keep me dry and loved.
Mar 21, 2019
Mar 21, 2019 at 6:31 PM UTC
i.
you opened your umbrella and told me i was the prettiest soul in the world
even though i was ******* sure my soul was the most terrible soul out there.
but your reassuring smile gave me goosebumps.
and that was the moment i fell in love with you.
ii.
i opened my umbrella even though i was close to where i was going to meet up with my best friend
and i realized that you were telling the truth about my ****** up soul
and so there i was, smiling like a dumb idiot,
holding a blue umbrella under the rain.
and that was the moment i realized that i wanted to spend the rest of my life with you.
iii.
you opened your umbrella and walked away
when you saw me under a different umbrella with a different guy.
and you walked alone to your house,
oblivious to the storm circling around you
and the clouds that told you the truth:
i didn’t love you anymore.
iv.
i opened my umbrella even though i wanted to walk in the rain
because he told me i’d get sick and he didn’t want that to happen.
but i remembered the time we danced in the rain
and we looked in each other’s eyes and found home,
and i wanted so badly to dance under the rain
while you were dancing somewhere far and drowning in liquor
that didn’t help you forget about me
but it made you feel less numb than you already were.
and then two days later, i got sick.
my darling, i danced in the rain because it reminded me too much of you
and all i got was a bad case of coughs and colds
that until now, live within the cobwebs buried in my chest.
v.
731 days after the day you asked me if i could be yours forever,
i walked under the rain and thought to myself:
i am the most terrible soul in the world
because i
let
you
go
and all that is left of you
is the ******* rain
and this ******* pain.
and this is the moment i dream of you as i drift to sleep.
Jul 13, 2017
Jul 13, 2017 at 12:13 AM UTC
when it rains
everyone always
takes an umbrella with
them to keep their clothes
dry or to stay fashionable or maybe
just to keep away the Rain. it makes me
wonder if i’m strange since i usually walk
around, fully exposed to the elements, Rain or
Shine. but i must admit i’m kind of jealous so i made
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Jan 23, 2016
Jan 23, 2016 at 12:00 AM UTC
Black umbrellas,
Bodies standing.
Black umbrellas,
Hearts expanding.
Black umbrellas,
Minds demanding.
Black umbrellas,
Lord commanding.
Black umbrellas,
No understanding.
Black umbrellas,
Bodies standing.
Nov 16, 2015
Nov 16, 2015 at 2:42 AM UTC