I Lost My Umbrella


“Nothing has really happened until it has been recorded.” Virginia Woolf

I loved him with
star glazed eyes,
elastic heart,
songs hummed
from lips painted red.

My spirit danced through dreams,
holidays, new moons, frost,
Mondays time stamped with hectic.

But cruel April came to take my Prince.
Purple Rain fell and I lost my umbrella.
The songs ended….I stopped wearing red.

My heart broke and he couldn’t hear the glass.

©Susie Clevenger 2016

Day 26 #NaPoWriMo 2016

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Comments

Marian said…
Sometimes it does snow in April. xoxo
April 26, 2016 at 10:32 AM
De Jackson said…
Perfect, perfect title. And a beautiful tribute.
April 26, 2016 at 11:03 AM
Kerry O'Connor said…
April took Prince. Will we ever be able to forget that? Truly it has been the cruellest month.
April 26, 2016 at 12:12 PM
Sanaa Rizvi said…
This is beautiful! Words aren't enough to express just how much!!
April 26, 2016 at 12:24 PM
brudberg said…
It did actually snow here on Sunday... and It brought back the memory..
April 26, 2016 at 1:10 PM
Rommy said…
The way you worked his music into this was lovely.
April 26, 2016 at 2:47 PM
Buddah Moskowitz said…
This was a tribute fitting Prince. It was lovely and heartfelt and I like how captured the feeling of love from afar. Gorgeous.
April 26, 2016 at 4:50 PM
rallentanda said…
A beautiful tribute to Prince !
April 26, 2016 at 5:36 PM
Helen said…
Dear Susie, I want to believe he could hear the glass ~~~~
April 26, 2016 at 5:38 PM
Magaly Guerrero said…
April has gone from cruelty to thievery. Eliot knew its true colors all along...
April 26, 2016 at 7:48 PM
Sherry Blue Sky said…
So poignant. April will never be the same.
April 26, 2016 at 9:09 PM
Ellecee said…
A beautiful tribute, Susie, we will always remember this sad day as the years go by,,
April 27, 2016 at 1:33 PM
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