The Broken Umbrella

My all-time favorite of my works.

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Leave a light on,
The teddy bear tickles
An itchy red nose,

Clutched to the chest
Tightly wound arms,
The window shows a

View of thunder, clouds
Of a deeper blue as
The horizon stretches

Across forbidden plains,
She breathes fast and in
Short gasps, toes curled in

A state of mild fear—
Shifts of electricity,
A bolt of lightning across

The broken cerulean,
One-elephant, two-elephant,
Three-elephant—
Again,

The moments
When your teddy bear was
A fierce midnight warrior,

Shining silver armor
In the dark elements of
A childhood forlorn,

The red curled
Fingers around the metal
Of your umbrella,

Rubber boots squishy in
The dark gray mud—
Excuses to become

Brave against the world,
When nature joined forces
In starting a fright—

Inside your belly,
That sweet tucking lurch,
You wonder why you

Have your father’s
Eyes, the night a soothing
Blur as those little specks

Of dust tickle…

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2 kommenttia artikkeliin ”The Broken Umbrella

  1. This is an excellent poem, subtly disclosing that you’ve been molested and destroyed, mentally fragmented but still holding onto that teddy bear and counting your elephants.

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