Amidst the horde of hats and coats
umbrellas — straining
to maintain structure —
there is an upturned
oblivious to the wet, sting
of the drops —
watching the path
of the red balloon
as it fights to reach the heights
it is destined for.
9 responses to “Red Balloon”
You made me remember that wonderful film called ‘The Red Balloon’…
Thie is a very cheering poem. Just right.
Beautiful response to the prompt.
I love this one; it captures first a moment and leads us to more than a moment….
lovely moment captured with your poem!
I hope the red balloon reaches it’s destination..
The red balloon will make it!
This caught my imagination.
I always want to be the upturned face…