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Sep 2019
HOW NOW RED BALLOON?

The balloon
crossed the road

on its own
cautiously at first

then becoming
a little braver.

There wasn't a human
in sight.

The balloon was
red.

Why did it cross the road?
You would have to ask a chicken.

It made its way
into a nearby field.

just out of reach of
a host of thistles

angry at the invasion
of their territory

A bee followed it
across a ditch

bemused at  such
a  solo flight.

The balloon came to rest
on the back of a huge

black and white
heifer.

And there
it remained

as I passed
and hurried by.

Cow and balloon
as one.

Living on in
my mind

all these 40 years
later.
Donall Dempsey
Written by
Donall Dempsey  Guildford
(Guildford)   
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