Beneath an Umbrella

While I stood worthless as your tears fell . . .

Rain drizzles from the clouds;

foggy, distant, clogging the sunlight,

crafted of tears from faceless crowds

that mourned their feeble blight

inherited from their parents',

as cancer or diabetes might.

Yet you longed for their hollow bliss

from atop the throne in a heavenly hell,

while we so ironically worshiped your glints.

While I stood beneath an'mbrella, worthless, as your tears fell.

Reviews

[Baby Ricochet]

Nice. I subscribed to your writing. I think that means you're work shows up in my rr file. I hope so.

[Frieda P]

This is a delightful albeit solemn read...I enjoyed it.

[That_Girl]

"while we so ironically worshiped your glints.

While I stood beneath a 'mbrella, worthless, as your tears fell." Repetitive use of "while".... maybe "as" for one? Not sure... just know it cause a stumble in my reading. Other than that, it's looks pretty good. Made me think of a rainy funeral and the droplets as the mourner's tears. Love!

[Tai Ryens]

Repetition of 'while' was intended for greater impact (or at least to myself) and the 'mbrella part is meant to have been pronounced a'mbrella, as in *ahum-bre-luh.* Typo, completely my mistake. Thank you for reviewing.

[That_Girl]

I caught onto the askew "umbrella" but not the intentional repetition. Good poem nonetheless!