open close open swish swish clank”why must u always fiddle with that useless item resting at ur side?”fingers it”when i touch it i feel alive”cocks his head”that doesnt make sense how would that absurd item make u feel alive darling?” stares blankly back”if u dont know then how do u understand my quirks at all this object that i cling onto dearly brings the rain the rain do u hear the patter of the rain?”looks around”no and i dont see it either”use ur imagination its all around always”
In my head as I stared out the window, umbrella at the ready, was that song from the film Bambi. “Drip, drip, drop, little April showers…” But the thunder and lightening and dark grey clouds that lingered above indicated that this wasn’t just a little April shower. Nonetheless, I loved storms, they were just as beautiful. Just as calming.
im in no need of an umbrella when the sky rains negativity upon me i always keep myself dry. i never allow anything to reign upon me and defeat me im to close to my dreams for them to batter me down. i don’t need a shield from it i can protect myself and i was taught never look away for what is seen is something to be cherished as an inspirational experience. so for you keep your umbrella and living in fear i attack everyone of my opportunities and seize them all i am king i am ruler i am my own self.
The sun glazed frightfully down his skin, entering through him, as though he was none but invisible as he was carried by the woman. The umbrella wept rain, one he can never protect from.
The rain was falling uncontrollably and I grabbed my umbrella from the laundry room, blue white and incredibly too large for a day like today. I didn’t have a choice. I couldn’t find my umbrella so I had to steal my husband’s from his golf bag. Next was the task of using it and then getting in the car.
Amanda
The umbrella collapsed under the rain. It wasn’t even heavy rain; the umbrella was just old. Old and missing the fervor it had when Grant had first bought in on his first day in Hong Kong. To be honest, he didn’t know if it was rain or merely heavy smog settling over the city.
Ben Tracy
I should really buy an umberalla… because this year for school my parking spot is kinda far from the school and i am NOT running through the rain to get to school and be soaking wet..nope im not going to do it. SO i need to buy an umbrella
Devon
(rain.)
You think it’ll protect you, but what are you kidding?
(dance.)
There’s nothing to be afraid of. It’s just water, right?
(acid.)
It’s deadlier than it looks, and it’s suffocating you.
Drown.
(and you faintly remember what you threw away so recklessly.)
n this is the dame thing as the last one i wrote. guess that’s what i get for staying up all and waking up with nothing to do the next day. umbrella’s, really, are kind of pointless…at least to me. it’s so much more fun to go walking through the rain, feel the drops on your skin, then step into a hot, warm room, and curl up in front of the tv with an oversize blanket and a hot chocolate. atleast, that’s what umbrella’s make me think about.
it was raining hard against me it felt as if there were a rain cloud over me just holding it all in and letting it out all at once. I want an umbrella to push aside those raining feelings of sadness, anger and regret.
Jillian
In the continuum of time, we have a covering, an umbrella if you will, that we know is there. It’s our lifespan. We are shielded from the vagaries of the universe because we are under the umbrella that is as wide as our life is long. We can see it from side-to-side (mostly) and we feel protected from the great unknown of space, that infinite maw that would swallow us and leave no trace. After that, we don’t know what comes down next.
a sad sad day for all of us
as he is laid to rest
the rain drizzles down
around all the mournful
dressed in black
dressed in black
Corinne
an umbrella puts a layer of protection between you and the wet surroundings. It puts a new brightly colored perspective on the rainy world around you. you can look at the once gray sky which is now a bright cheerful red. you begin to walk with a spring in your step and remember how as a child you would jump in every puddle and skip on the sidewalk making a splash with every step. a smile blooms on your slightly damp face. “im singin in the rain just singin in the rain what a joyous feelin im happy again.”
kacey flipper
I dream about walking down the streets of London,
in the rain,
wearing a trendy trench coat,
with a red umbrella.
For some reason this picture in my mind is in black and white.
umbrellaa….i have a pink umbrella…got frm my homtown….being under 1 umbrella n walkin with my love is always been my dream,,,,
chaacha
La sombrilla estaba rota, gastada, arrumbada en un rincón del localucho de antiguedades. Nadie sabía quién la había puesto ahí, pero era evidente que no saldría de ahí jamás. Al menos no en las manos de un comprador satisfecho. Era un desperdicio, basura, aquello que ya nadie quiere poseer y que por tanto terminará arrumbado junto con otro montón de cosas inútiles.
Alejandro
I saw the clouds forming as I was walking to my car and I new it would be a day to remember. I love the rain. I love to stand out in it like a madman, waving my arms, letting mother nature kiss me all over. I never do that anymore though. I am to sophisticated and cultured and mature to be free. So I grab my umbrella.
Mr. Cole
and now that it’s raining more than ever,know that we’ll still have eachother,you can stand under my umberalla, you can stand under my umberell,ella ella eh eh,you can stand under my umberella. so go on and let the rain pour i’ll be all you need and more,because when the sun shines,we’ll shine together,know that i’ll be here forever.
Kelsey-Lynn
It was the cutest umbrella, and it made my heart ache. A tiny thing, she wore ladybug galoshes and a hot pink raincoat, guarding herself from the downpour with a miniature transparent umbrella. It was in that moment that I first noticed the absence present in my life, the fact that I was here, no wedding ring and no family, and she was hopping from puddle to puddle, her mother’s loving gaze following her. I couldn’t help but wonder if my sacrifices were worth the wound in my chest.
this is the rain. the monsoon. the way i can run quicker and hold everything under me. the biggest secrets kept close. this will forever hold me from the world. hold me from being exposed. umbrella, keep me safe. keep me hidden. protect me from the cruel world. together we will run farther, be held together longer. dear umbrella, make me brave.
Natalie
AW SHUCKS ANYWAYS…
(famous last words)
jack maye
An umbrella shields me from the rain that’s always pouring down
Like part of me
Without it I’d be lost and drowned
At sea or something worse.
kcmcgb
AW SHUCKS!! Didnt someone take the batteries outa dis yoke!
jack maye
A shelter from the storm or from the burning sun, the umbrella sometimes turns us inside out when wind is high and tempest rages.
i was jus sayn a tiger- if your enjoyn havin a nice quiet strrol in the jungle by night? all be yourself- right!- might not half like the sudden roar of a motorbike so he mightn-. you could tape it sometime you are not busy an flash to you putn up the volume as loud as you like an watchn the hoor of a hoary run for his dear life. ta care
jack maye
umbrella . i think of rainy days. i think of the times that it would rain before and after school and i wish i had one to kee me dry. Umbrella also makes me think of sad loney days that didnt go so well. umbrellla can be a word that reminds anyone of a bad day and no one was there to comfort them. just like it would in the rain.
Anna.Marie
I walked outside in the rain and unfurled my umbrella to guard my body against the beating of the water. As I walked, I considered my day, my routine, my schedule, the things I had to do, the people I had to see, the places I had to go. My hours were filled to the brim but dry. I turned my umbrella upside down to catch pools while I walked, drenched, to an unknown destination.
Miss T
i took out my unbrella and put it over my head. then i realized i took it out inside my house and now i am going to have bad luck.
makenzie
good for bringing when alone in the jungle. they do say that if you let it
shoot out of a sudden in a lion’s face he will run for is life. so there is
some advice-. a wise person always brings is or er umbrella whilst s
trolling alone in the jungle. ta care
open close open swish swish clank”why must u always fiddle with that useless item resting at ur side?”fingers it”when i touch it i feel alive”cocks his head”that doesnt make sense how would that absurd item make u feel alive darling?” stares blankly back”if u dont know then how do u understand my quirks at all this object that i cling onto dearly brings the rain the rain do u hear the patter of the rain?”looks around”no and i dont see it either”use ur imagination its all around always”
In my head as I stared out the window, umbrella at the ready, was that song from the film Bambi. “Drip, drip, drop, little April showers…” But the thunder and lightening and dark grey clouds that lingered above indicated that this wasn’t just a little April shower. Nonetheless, I loved storms, they were just as beautiful. Just as calming.
im in no need of an umbrella when the sky rains negativity upon me i always keep myself dry. i never allow anything to reign upon me and defeat me im to close to my dreams for them to batter me down. i don’t need a shield from it i can protect myself and i was taught never look away for what is seen is something to be cherished as an inspirational experience. so for you keep your umbrella and living in fear i attack everyone of my opportunities and seize them all i am king i am ruler i am my own self.
The sun glazed frightfully down his skin, entering through him, as though he was none but invisible as he was carried by the woman. The umbrella wept rain, one he can never protect from.
mushrooms look like mini umbrellas! YAAAAAAY!
The rain was falling uncontrollably and I grabbed my umbrella from the laundry room, blue white and incredibly too large for a day like today. I didn’t have a choice. I couldn’t find my umbrella so I had to steal my husband’s from his golf bag. Next was the task of using it and then getting in the car.
The umbrella collapsed under the rain. It wasn’t even heavy rain; the umbrella was just old. Old and missing the fervor it had when Grant had first bought in on his first day in Hong Kong. To be honest, he didn’t know if it was rain or merely heavy smog settling over the city.
I should really buy an umberalla… because this year for school my parking spot is kinda far from the school and i am NOT running through the rain to get to school and be soaking wet..nope im not going to do it. SO i need to buy an umbrella
(rain.)
You think it’ll protect you, but what are you kidding?
(dance.)
There’s nothing to be afraid of. It’s just water, right?
(acid.)
It’s deadlier than it looks, and it’s suffocating you.
Drown.
(and you faintly remember what you threw away so recklessly.)
n this is the dame thing as the last one i wrote. guess that’s what i get for staying up all and waking up with nothing to do the next day. umbrella’s, really, are kind of pointless…at least to me. it’s so much more fun to go walking through the rain, feel the drops on your skin, then step into a hot, warm room, and curl up in front of the tv with an oversize blanket and a hot chocolate. atleast, that’s what umbrella’s make me think about.
If I would have remembered my umbrella, I never would have sold my stuffed octopus to those gypsies.
it was raining hard against me it felt as if there were a rain cloud over me just holding it all in and letting it out all at once. I want an umbrella to push aside those raining feelings of sadness, anger and regret.
In the continuum of time, we have a covering, an umbrella if you will, that we know is there. It’s our lifespan. We are shielded from the vagaries of the universe because we are under the umbrella that is as wide as our life is long. We can see it from side-to-side (mostly) and we feel protected from the great unknown of space, that infinite maw that would swallow us and leave no trace. After that, we don’t know what comes down next.
a sad sad day for all of us
as he is laid to rest
the rain drizzles down
around all the mournful
dressed in black
dressed in black
an umbrella puts a layer of protection between you and the wet surroundings. It puts a new brightly colored perspective on the rainy world around you. you can look at the once gray sky which is now a bright cheerful red. you begin to walk with a spring in your step and remember how as a child you would jump in every puddle and skip on the sidewalk making a splash with every step. a smile blooms on your slightly damp face. “im singin in the rain just singin in the rain what a joyous feelin im happy again.”
I dream about walking down the streets of London,
in the rain,
wearing a trendy trench coat,
with a red umbrella.
For some reason this picture in my mind is in black and white.
umbrellaa….i have a pink umbrella…got frm my homtown….being under 1 umbrella n walkin with my love is always been my dream,,,,
La sombrilla estaba rota, gastada, arrumbada en un rincón del localucho de antiguedades. Nadie sabía quién la había puesto ahí, pero era evidente que no saldría de ahí jamás. Al menos no en las manos de un comprador satisfecho. Era un desperdicio, basura, aquello que ya nadie quiere poseer y que por tanto terminará arrumbado junto con otro montón de cosas inútiles.
I saw the clouds forming as I was walking to my car and I new it would be a day to remember. I love the rain. I love to stand out in it like a madman, waving my arms, letting mother nature kiss me all over. I never do that anymore though. I am to sophisticated and cultured and mature to be free. So I grab my umbrella.
and now that it’s raining more than ever,know that we’ll still have eachother,you can stand under my umberalla, you can stand under my umberell,ella ella eh eh,you can stand under my umberella. so go on and let the rain pour i’ll be all you need and more,because when the sun shines,we’ll shine together,know that i’ll be here forever.
It was the cutest umbrella, and it made my heart ache. A tiny thing, she wore ladybug galoshes and a hot pink raincoat, guarding herself from the downpour with a miniature transparent umbrella. It was in that moment that I first noticed the absence present in my life, the fact that I was here, no wedding ring and no family, and she was hopping from puddle to puddle, her mother’s loving gaze following her. I couldn’t help but wonder if my sacrifices were worth the wound in my chest.
this is the rain. the monsoon. the way i can run quicker and hold everything under me. the biggest secrets kept close. this will forever hold me from the world. hold me from being exposed. umbrella, keep me safe. keep me hidden. protect me from the cruel world. together we will run farther, be held together longer. dear umbrella, make me brave.
AW SHUCKS ANYWAYS…
(famous last words)
An umbrella shields me from the rain that’s always pouring down
Like part of me
Without it I’d be lost and drowned
At sea or something worse.
AW SHUCKS!! Didnt someone take the batteries outa dis yoke!
A shelter from the storm or from the burning sun, the umbrella sometimes turns us inside out when wind is high and tempest rages.
i was jus sayn a tiger- if your enjoyn havin a nice quiet strrol in the jungle by night? all be yourself- right!- might not half like the sudden roar of a motorbike so he mightn-. you could tape it sometime you are not busy an flash to you putn up the volume as loud as you like an watchn the hoor of a hoary run for his dear life. ta care
umbrella . i think of rainy days. i think of the times that it would rain before and after school and i wish i had one to kee me dry. Umbrella also makes me think of sad loney days that didnt go so well. umbrellla can be a word that reminds anyone of a bad day and no one was there to comfort them. just like it would in the rain.
I walked outside in the rain and unfurled my umbrella to guard my body against the beating of the water. As I walked, I considered my day, my routine, my schedule, the things I had to do, the people I had to see, the places I had to go. My hours were filled to the brim but dry. I turned my umbrella upside down to catch pools while I walked, drenched, to an unknown destination.
i took out my unbrella and put it over my head. then i realized i took it out inside my house and now i am going to have bad luck.
good for bringing when alone in the jungle. they do say that if you let it
shoot out of a sudden in a lion’s face he will run for is life. so there is
some advice-. a wise person always brings is or er umbrella whilst s
trolling alone in the jungle. ta care