dry sneakers

dry sneakers

 

 

under the umbrella

of sunshine heart

 

we loved in the rain

of catastrophe

 

drops of pain

repelled

by the shield 

of requited feelings

 

aridly amorous

protrusions

as it opened

spread its wings

our wings

 

flew above a world

as the floodwaters of hate

rose well above sea level.

 

 

erin-cilberto

4/7/22

Reviews

[Fabian G. Franklin]

I'm hearing The Hollies and Bus Stop, "Bus stop, wet day, she's there, I say
"Please, share my umbrella"...sometimes we all need someone to help us in out of the rain. F.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

great song..."bus stop, bus goes, she stays, love grows"
thank you, Fabian,
j.

[Patricia Wedel]

the last thing to do before sinking into quick sand is to
love in the Rain where butterflies flutter in your Heart...
a la carte... Amen ... Pat

[jacob erin-cilberto]

going down with visions of butterflies....I can live or die with that.
thank you, Pat,
j.

[Chris Shaw]

Enjoy the loving while we have the opportunity. You never know what's round the corner waiting to pounce and rip your world apart. The floodwaters of hate whether global or on a smaller scale, do have a habit of returning. Powerful J.

Chris

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your insightful words, dear friend,
j.

[KWP]

and even though you know it os all feeding off catastrophe, you keep going anyway, enjoying the tiny snippets of pleasure, only to know, it will all indeed end.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

no choice, KWP, have to grab those snippets....
and make the most of each day....it just isn't worth ruining life with regrets and worry.
thank you...
j.

[Beccy]

Worse thing with sneakers is that hole in the sole you didn't know was there until you step in a puddle; something we all do from time to time.

Beccy

[jacob erin-cilberto]

your reply is as metaphorical as the poem itself...
maybe it should be part 2---
thank you for the smile, Beccy,
j.