This poem, which tapped into a sadness I wasn't consciously feeling, came form a prompt from
http://bigtentpoetry.org/ , a site which is really
encouraging me to stretch what i might otherwise write. Feels good.
I want to be you Umbrella Man,
to know how to fly away free
on magic sail of soaring song.
Sing me your secret, Umbrella Man.
Share how you shuck off the blues.
I can't wait til tomorrow, Umbrella Man,
As you fly free, please toss me your key.
May 13, 2010