November 5, 2014 by smirkpretty
A balloon caught
on the lilac
branch stripped bare
free and unfurls
its silver skin
the dim insistence
out to be
Posted in Growing Up, Poetry | Tagged clarity, ghost, seeing | 7 Comments
marvellous imagery, love that
“dim insistence of dawn” line.
Fall mornings have a way.
Thank you for the kind words.
Oooh, this is beautiful! I really love that second stanza but the whole thing is lovely.
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