After a celebration
I took into possession
A blue balloon
Wrote on it
An inscription.
It was dark
A crispy chill
Filled the air
On this wintry night.
Dark velvet skies
Were decorated
With brilliant
diamond Studded stars
Hosting a half bright
Beautiful moon.
I looked heaven bound
Releasing the balloon
Immediately
Feeling deep emotion.
For at that moment
I envy the balloon
As it was set
In motion on its journey
To where ever
It’s destiny was set forth
On the tail
Of zephyr winds,
On that beautiful night
I wanted to be "It"
I THINK WE ALL, AT SOME TIME IN OUR LIFE, ONCE LOOKED AT A BALLOON...FLYING HIGH AND FREE...AND WISHED, FOR ONE PERSONAL REASON OR ANOTHER, WE WERE 'IT'. A GREAT WORK WHICH IS A KEEPER FOR ME. THANKS FOR SHARING! LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
“The woman or man who is a poet, or fiction writer, or playwright, or all of these, is engaged constantly in a jazz ballet of vocabularies, passions, genders, histories, perspectives, death, love, and life. The music of revelation announces itself to
beautiful moon
I looked heaven bound."
There comes a day
When most of us
will be heaven bound
just like that
blue balloon!
Well done, William!
well done.
Love ya!
Jane
"on the tail of zephyr winds"
Beautiful words...
Diana....
Ron
budd
Sandie