Hello PoetryVoting

Vote

Voting-Boards

Home

HomeFollowingInboxNotifications

Read

ReadLiftedFeedsHeartedHistoryMy poemsNew poem

Explore

ExploreOrbitsWordsTagsClassics
Log in
0
Stars
0
Embers
0
Alerts
0
Inbox

Vote

Voting-Boards

Home

HomeFollowingInboxNotifications

Read

ReadLiftedFeedsHeartedHistoryMy poemsNew poem

Explore

ExploreOrbitsWordsTagsClassics
Log in
0
Stars
0
Embers
0
Alerts
0
Inbox

Balloon

Alone

in the sky

Your breath in

me is like expanding helium

 

Raised you hold my wire across

 

All the open air know as this great wired distance

 

 

Forget everything hold the wire for every moment

Remember how you breathed into me, You hold on tight

Showing all failed girls before what kind of person it takes

To not let this balloon reach an air pressure point of popping

You hold me suspended at a perfect level next to the sun, moon and God

Everything I’ve loved is at the mercy of a string tied around

The knuckles of a girl one hundred and fifty miles away

You finally give up but won’t let me know

Tie me to a street light then you go

 

When dark you can see me floating

Judging what would be best

To slowly lose your breath

And hit the pavement

Or cut the wire

Eventually

rise and

 

pop

Request permission to use this poem
Written by
joey-zimmerman
American
Published
Jan 2, 2011
Lines·Words
23·154
Permission

Request to use this poem

Tell joey-zimmerman how you would like to use it. We review requests before forwarding them.

AboutBlogFAQPrivacyTermsContact
© 2009-2026 Hello Poetry/v27.0 by @eliotyork
Explore
Hello PoetryVoting
Write