In-BetweenThis photo by Michael Vincent Manalo spoke to me. When Elaine asked what it was saying to me, I wrote a poem.
It says "in-between" to me.
It seems to be a pause...between breaths
it's as if something has ended and there is a possibility of return, but not a promise
what was needed at one time is no longer necessary
why isn't it needed now? why was it needed before? will it be needed again?
DOES IT MATTER?
the Umbrella might be lost, but I think it's right where it should be
...waiting between moments
to be utilized again
meanwhile It will rest in the
for the next person to