She used to sing
“Red and Yellow and Pink and Green”
to me on rainy days
on the walk home from school
when we were second grade
I was a brave one
talking to a girl
but I thought this girl was worth
the risk of getting coodies
with all of our days together on earth passed
I watch her from not so afar
my love falling gently like the drizzle
that coats her splendid umbrella
a unheard reprise of that original love song
He wore a rainbow wrist band
a rainbow medallion
a rainbow t-shirt may have been seen
proudly in Hotlanta
his stride covered the walkways
into the underground
yet overground
all night bar
and sought his rainbow dreams
when I saw him the next day
as I was afraid
his dreams were dismounted
and his rainbows lost their sparkle
but he is surely dancing
on colorful clouds
as rainbows are allowed
in a place
where love reigns
https://jeanmarieolivieri.wordpress.com/2021/03/02/umbrella-days/
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Posted by JeanMarie | March 2, 2021, 3:18 PMAgree with the poem. We could all use a better weather report. Get well soon.
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Posted by Bartholomew Barker | March 2, 2021, 5:44 PMShe used to sing
“Red and Yellow and Pink and Green”
to me on rainy days
on the walk home from school
when we were second grade
I was a brave one
talking to a girl
but I thought this girl was worth
the risk of getting coodies
with all of our days together on earth passed
I watch her from not so afar
my love falling gently like the drizzle
that coats her splendid umbrella
a unheard reprise of that original love song
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Posted by Chris Clarke | March 1, 2021, 9:49 PMLove the line “my love falling gently like the drizzle” Great stuff. (I’ve always thought girls were worth the risk of cooties.)
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Posted by Bartholomew Barker | March 1, 2021, 9:58 PMLovely piece and has a sing song to it.
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Posted by Lisa Tomey | March 2, 2021, 7:54 AMHe wore a rainbow wrist band
a rainbow medallion
a rainbow t-shirt may have been seen
proudly in Hotlanta
his stride covered the walkways
into the underground
yet overground
all night bar
and sought his rainbow dreams
when I saw him the next day
as I was afraid
his dreams were dismounted
and his rainbows lost their sparkle
but he is surely dancing
on colorful clouds
as rainbows are allowed
in a place
where love reigns
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Posted by Lisa Tomey | March 1, 2021, 7:40 PMLove the “his stride covered the walkways” Great work!
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Posted by Bartholomew Barker | March 1, 2021, 7:55 PMThank you!
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Posted by Lisa Tomey | March 1, 2021, 9:16 PM