Igor Grey Balatsky

Rookie - 6 Points (Ukraine)

Higher! - Poem by Igor Grey Balatsky

When I was a boy of seven,
I used to climb apple-trees.

When I was a lad of fifteen,
I used to walk on the roofs.

When I was a young man,
I used to conquer the peaks.

And now I'm a grey-haired cloud,
I'm going wherever I want.


Comments about Higher! by Igor Grey Balatsky

  • Freshman - 613 Points Sara Fielder (2/15/2012 8:07:00 PM)

    Our imagination can take us anywhere we want anytime my friend. Judging by your poems yours has served you well. (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie Olga Volga (2/14/2012 2:12:00 PM)

    A very wise thought and vivid images... (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 15 Points Tsira Gogeshvili (2/13/2012 1:29:00 AM)

    Hi, Maybe It means that grey-haired head is a super visa to get everywhere... but then for little boy the road over branch was independent way to height to the sky... very nice poem Igor,
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Poem Submitted: Sunday, February 12, 2012



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