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Author Name: Freejohncarter 5 Comments
Date Added: April 16, 2010 07:04:38 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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Umbrella Hill
Umbrella Hill

The dead and dying canopies
Of windswept long ago
Left strewn upon the hedgerows
In a time of well i know.

How i bless the zephyr
Or it's friend the gusty breeze
The shrieks in skirts so unaware
The little things that please.

The hats that fly like kites
Into the lofty heights
I throw my hat into the air
Where it lands i do not care
For there a bit of me will wait
A forgotten canopy in state.

The dead and dying canopies
Of windswept long ago
Like dandelion parachutes
In a time of well i know.

The piggy whidden and i
Played frisbee with the sky
No regrets just briolettes
Of happy times gone by.
Author's Notes:
Umbrella hill was a name given by my friends and i. It is a man made structure created from the spoil of early earth works. It was a windbreak that claimed many a brolly. We had a lot of fun throwing things into the up draft to see how far they could be carried.
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Comments:
Comment By: Freenoah count on August 7, 2011 06:35:40 AM Report
Just browsing; I greatly enjoyed this.
Comment By: PremiumLinda Jo on April 17, 2010 10:57:58 AM Report
I love it when you write about your childhood!   Your imagination was alive as a boy...just as it is today.  What a feeling...throwing hats into the air and imagining how it would feel to fly...you captured that feeling!  and gave us a glimpse "of happy times gone by"...your word choices stir the imagination!  oh and great title...an image of Mary Poppins surfaces....
Comment By: FreeMelody on April 16, 2010 08:28:41 AM Report
A well written poem of memories. I especially liked the line 'Like dandelion parachutes"

and "Played frisbee with the sky"  very creative and imaginative. Excellent



Comment By: FreeShe Whispers on April 16, 2010 07:41:32 AM Report
John,
 This is very..very good.. Something different for you
I enjoyed this very much...
You play with words to create the brilliant poem....

Comment By: FreeAdri on April 16, 2010 07:30:28 AM Report
Great write John. It has a hit of sadness, nostalgia and almost longing, but also happiness of times gone by and good friends. I like the rhythm and rhyme and the flow. I love the line, "Played frisbee with the sky"  Just gorgeous.

Adri x





 


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