Nov 17, 2011

Umbrella Weather

flipping off the devil wings
umbrellas dangling high
sending back invisible dreams
returning a crumbled pie

picking up where wishes soar
pouring a cup of escape
bleeding promises at love's door
as special as morning wake

in what delight is devotion
capricious as sauntered weather
like rubs of musty lotion
that brisk the moody feathers

emotions are raising cane
which shadows the pattern's beam
to wander in sporadic rain
is not easy as it seems


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