Umbrellas

Held with pride, shadows in its shade spare the eyes

from the burning shears of sunlight's slicing questions.

Vision loses capacity to gaze in clarity beyond its shelter,

but wind sensed still brings illusion of seeing perfectly,

all the world described as vivid and known.

Doesn't matter it is opened inside,

at night or even when sleeping,

a special covering it remains in the mind,

pity it doesn't guard against storm inside,

because no one else can see its presence.

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Prompt ~Reality is the shell of insanity

Quickie by Starz of Heaven. 525 points, ended January 2, 2008, 7 entries
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CherryOnTop
January 4, 2008
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Congrats on your shiney. This is superb my friend.
Virginia Logsdon
January 3, 2008
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Very insightful!
Very thoughtful and insightful poem!Beautiful!
poet2angels
January 2, 2008

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I see why this won Silver!
So beautiful and perfect for the prompt...Great job and congrats!

Lynda
Cerulean Sunrise
January 2, 2008
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This was oh so deep.
Congrats on the silver!
Matt Holck
January 2, 2008
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we can't get away from our own troubles

love the cutting sun and smoothing wind
Starz of Heaven
January 2, 2008

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This is a great take on this prompt thank you for your entry goodluck to you in this contest best wishes and much love