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Friday, February 21, 2014

BALLOONS

One by one

They swell to birth distinctness

of the camouflaged colours

tied to secure

co-existing paradoxes

sewing reminiscences

for tomorrow’s soliloquy

Now they bob

 to placate the bitterness

of a shrunken acceptance

with time - the wheel spins

a starlit sky awaits

to connote a new moon for


a moonless night

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10 comments:

  1. nice... i like how you lean into metaphor here... i love balloons and they surely have that emotional potential... love the image you leave us with especially

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  2. Balloons.. don't you just love them.. they dance and misbehave too.. (especially in them wind)

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  3. sewing reminiscences
    for tomorrow’s soliloquy

    was a cool set of lines....i love the image of a lone balloon in the sky as well...

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  4. I liked this very much for the image evoked in my mind by your words..

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  5. How creative to describe those balloons ~ I never thought of the sky waiting for them ~

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  6. oh, you have really brought those balloons to life here!!

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  7. Oh I loved this. I missed the title in my first read and I was racing through to find out what it was about and so many images came to mind. Thank you for your kind wishes.

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  8. Seems like these balloons are several things at once! :)

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  9. What every one else said is true ... moving poem.

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  10. I love the poetic portrayal of your balloons!

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