A Balloons Life 1 Poem by Robert Green

A Balloons Life 1

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Once I floated high, free
Full of self
Drifting contently
Carefree life
Inflated, never dated
Not deflated
A joy
To girls and a boy
Bringing smiles to faces
As I drift to many places
Earlier today at a wedding
A couple, pledging
A tiny hand released us
Not with a fuss
But with wonder, a little sigh
As we headed high
Into a deep blue sky
Floating forever onward
Over trees, a songbird
Brought up, to a sharp halt
A single branch ensnares
End of journey?
End of life?
No more smiles!
But no!
To a leafless tree, tied
To adorn,
And bring a rye smile
From a soulless entity
To photograph,
To share with others
Hoping to elicit
A final smile.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Yasmin Khan 13 September 2013

A symbolic piece beautifully written, isn't balloon life a metaphor for human life too, pricked any time by Death's thorn?

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Valerie Dohren 18 June 2013

Very imaginative write Robert - oh to be a balloon flying high and free, but they do tend to pop rather too easily. Hope you never do.

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