UmbraThe words, they where glistening On a green leaf in moving sparkles Four of them forming a line Unreadable Untouchable They remained Even after The shower came And dripped them away Silver pearls falling On broken ground Sinking into waking soil Turning into elements of earth Into stages of seasons Un bon jour They will be born again In the eye of a flower That was the moment of this day Then came the rain again But still she ran Through unfolding fields Passing two old women Did you call the clouds They said and spun Their umbra umbrellas While she drifted Without boat, without sail Into the land of dreams Where she remained For an hour too long Woke with the feeling Of having lost time Even though all she lost Was the memory of the world She wandered through strange i didn't even think of typing a poem i just wanted to send you word to let you know that it rained here, too and umbra. i just looked it up thought of it as a colour only but it's more, it also is the central dark portion, or nucleus, of a sun spot and any one of several species of sciaenoid food fishes of the genus Umbrina, especially the Spanish one which is highly esteemed as a market fish called also ombre and umbrine like copper coins she imagined they shine  |
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