I Am A Red Balloon (By Mimi C Mata) Poem by Mimi Mata
I Am A Red Balloon (By Mimi C Mata)
I am a balloon,
Or, so it may seem,
light in step and transparent.
Burning cigarette in hand...
Walking amidst,
separated clouds...
Undistinguished in my mind.
A storm is awaiting; a simple complex tear;
when the sharp point of a word...
Comes to taunt me.
I am a red balloon,
my thoughts shift uncomfortably...
Rotating in continuum:
their airy backs.
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4/28/2024 5:53:44 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A poem with a nice flow as the Autumn breeze, love it and added 10.