The Blue Umbrella

She held a blue umbrella, swinging it by her side

Tiptoeing on the ledge, a spring in the step of the to-be-bride

The waves hit the curb, splashing all around

The ground way beneath her feet, the sky up above in abound

A wistful smile and a sway in the hip, a curl and a tilt of the upper lip

Was she happy? It was hard to say

She looked like she was having fun, but was she all that gay?

She stooped over the ledge to take in the feel of the sea

Sometimes she wished this world and its banalities she could flee

A trip in the days of yore, when art ruled the roost

A time to call her own, a much-needed boost

A splash of blue, a stubborn unruly mane

She grabbed her locks to breathe in and take a solo walk down memory lane…


~ by eugenicist on October 13, 2011.

7 Responses to “The Blue Umbrella”

  1. cool blue colored verse,

    your words ring true, stay cool.


  2. love the title, a fantastic write.


  3. nice choice of words! šŸ™‚

  4. such a excellent write and feels cool your words are so well chosen and really flow nicely

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