I was not born to be a calm sea I was born to be a hurricane I never wanted you get to caught up in my heavy rain Lost to the puddles as the current overflows Share my umbrella it’s just you and me

Then, hide from the rain! I shout to those whose job is to keep their jobs at all costs to we the people. You, whose umbrella policies invade and degrade the lives of those who pay your way. Hide from the rain! It’s coming.

Prompt Twenty-One – Write a poem that’s no more than 50 words, but one of those words must be either umbrella, or almond. Ella and her Fella There once was a girl called Ella Who was madly in love with her fella. But when her…

I know not how to bake a cookie Scared of the crumbs that fall off They taste so sweet and precious A mix of chocolate almonds and raisins Crunch is the sound it makes Hot chocolate oozing I am not perfect and so aren’t you…

He learned to walk in the rain holding my umbrella. He liked twirling it most of all and learning the sign for it, and for rain, and for can we go for a walk again, and for thank you.

Almonds and cashews, lemons and limes, with berries of sorts, off they went, for a picnic. A bright sunny day it was, Until it wasn’t. Little mushroom with her big fat hat became the umbrella and saved the day.

I saw a dreamcatcher today Made of silken white threads Woven together in a pattern Of overlapping flower petals Delicate, fragile And it’s beauty accentuated by Gentle pearls and soft petals Mesmerizing in the way it swayed In face of even slightest of breezes. I…

Cityscapes and dreamcatchers:   You do such a beautiful job of blending cityscapes and dreamcatchers into your life. AS if you only feel inspired in the hustle and bustle then you step away and the peace just swells within you. As if you’ve finally gotten…

content warning: none. senryu my beloved There is joy in this, Late night, sharing words, finding Art in the mundane.

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