Written during the Colourful Writing workshop in October 2019 at Luckan.
See also texts in Swedish.
My umbrella never functions as it should.
It does not open.
It refuses to fold and close.
It never talks to me.
It stays there, in my bag.
Rain and snow are scared of it.
Just need to bring it along,
and the skies clear up.
The magic of an umbrella!
© Blue Hat 2019
umbrella: needed
rain falling in heavy drops
my shield is at home
autumn rain showers
shoes become thoroughly wet
umbrellas save hair-does
sudden rain falls
people run for shelter
except umbrellas
© Green Coat 2019