Friday, May 16, 2008

Poem # 10

The Boy With the Umbrella

Call me silly or crazy I don't mind a bit
Don't feel bad if I tell you that I don't mind
the fact you left me more wounded
than ever before the first raindrop fell onto the Earth

I just want you to save me again
like you did that once
No promises or obligations like that last time
No blinding lightnings or even blue hurricanes

Emotional weather report forecasts rain
I missed you and the umbrella was left at home
I take a look at the mind numbing gusty winds
and the black still clouds unusually low

The dense humid air makes it hard to breathe
How pathetic I break down
every time precipitation is expected
It's about to thunder let's all quiet down
Again my tears are stuck in my throat
Childishly I want a shoulder to cry on

Watch out for the low lonely clouds
With a chance of thunderstorm and flood



Ella Evans© 2008





'Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.

--- Alfred Lord Tennyson

The way to love anything is to realize that it might be lost.

--- G. K. Chesterton

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

This is a very interesting poem. Was Lord Alfred Tennyson the man who wrote the poem "I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud?"

Zofia said...

No, Lord Alfred Tennyson wrote "The Eagle". Thanks.


Elle

Anonymous said...

Oh yeah! We had to study all those poems in English!