This Red Balloon Poem by Ernestine Northover
This Red Balloon
This red balloon with broken string is floating into the sky,
I watch it swaying and jerking, as it enters the atmosphere,
Lost sadly to this earth of ours, it now says a last goodbye,
Sailing towards the fleecy clouds, it invites the wind to steer.
Had a small hand let go the string, so escape was rather fast,
Twirling away, those powerful currents assuring a final climb.
Slowly receding into the blue, disappearing back to the past,
Lost in that extensive vast place, a gap in space and time.
Unencumbered now, it unhurriedly continues to journey on,
Perhaps it was a child's treasure, a simple pleasing thing,
Thinking about it, to whom I wonder, did it once belong,
This red balloon, that's floating with a trailing broken string.
© Ernestine Northover
There is something about a child holding a balloon that catches my heart so! A sad sight and sound when that child lets it go. Cannot help but wonder where it will end up. Hopefully, to a child who needed it more (okay, a sickly sweet thought, but that's me) ! ... Thank you for a lovely poem today. I echo Duncan's sentiments below, entirely, by the way. I trust that all is well or coming along with your beloved... Esther, with love.
hi Ernestine, there's some inconsistency in the meter here, i'm afraid. you may want to revisit to tighten up the rhythm. the red balloon reminded me of a film i saw when i was a kid. you did a good job of conveying its journey.
You are likened to This Red Balloon, Ernestine We never really want to let you go! You don't offer us strings that tie us down! You give us all a lift! When your poems land upon our page, we realise that your veiws are not inflated! Red is for the colour of your heart! We drift in wonder at your grace! and though we know not where your words will take us, we always seem to trust them and realise that they have the power to reach home! Love to you Ernestine Love duncan XXX
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/23/2024 3:42:43 PM # 1.0.0.1119
this version has a more consistent pacing, Ernestine. i think you're on the right track... line one, second stanza, i'd suggest ending it with 'rather fast' to keep the flow consistent - it seemed to need an extra couple of syllables. i wish i remembered the name of that movie now...