The Balloon by Claire Donaldson

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The Balloon

Shiny and new,
Blue.
Held so tightly,
It flew, on release -
To the heavens
- Escaped -
To the freshness of the air
It blew forever onwards
Up and away.
Out of sight, out of mind
Over hill and dale.
On a journey to something new.
It drifted low over landscapes,
Green and fresh.

Dancing with skylarks in a park
Dipping down over cool lakes and dashing rivers.
Up stream - to be bounced high.
Riding on the tide of the air.
It faired well.
On its joureny to a bright tomorrow.
Baking in the sunlight,
It glistened and shimmered -
A million miles from its starting ground.

Still going strong,
It took in the sights.
Felt the lightness and brightness of heavens space.
Up here it's beautiful, crisp and clear
- Freer and freer -
Moving on, it blows higher and higher.
Reaching for the light,
Feeling bright,
It bursts into shimmering delight.

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Shiny and new,
Blue.
Held so tightly,
It flew, on release -
To the heavens
- Escaped -
To the freshness of the air
It blew forever onwards
Up and away.
Out of sight, out of mind
Over hill and dale.
On a journey to something new.
It drifted low over landscapes,
Green and fresh.

Dancing with skylarks in a park
Dipping down over cool lakes and dashing rivers.
Up stream - to be bounced high.
Riding on the tide of the air.
It faired well.
On its joureny to a bright tomorrow.
Baking in the sunlight,
It glistened and shimmered -
A million miles from its starting ground.

Still going strong,
It took in the sights.
Felt the lightness and brightness of heavens space.
Up here it's beautiful, crisp and clear
- Freer and freer -
Moving on, it blows higher and higher.
Reaching for the light,
Feeling bright,
It bursts into shimmering delight.

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I really like this

marin says on - 17 August 2010

Claire,

There's strength in this poem, I feel so much optimism through this poem.
When I first saw the title "The Balloon" I was curious to read it as it reminded me of a poem I had written about a black balloon. I must say, you described something hopeful and not at all what I had expected.

Olga says on - 11 January 2010
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