Thursday, September 1, 2016

Poetic Asides Quadrille


U nderneath a canopy of clouds
P uffing with a dragon’s breath, a hot-air balloon,
L ifts us high
I n a large wicker basket
F loating quietly, peacefully
T raveling along over the town
I look up
N odding to the
G od of Heaven with a wink and a smile.

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