People and events have triggered my emotions which expressed themselves in poetic form, not in any regular formal tradition more as an expression of ideas or feelings. The pattern of the poems came from the sound of the words in my mind not from any formal poetic arrangement. Ged

Sunday, 4 November 2012

Girl With a Red Balloon

Glimpsed outside the Octagon Theatre Sheffield.

I saw a girl today
   Holding a red balloon.

But it stirred the thoughts
  It pierced the heart
And my thoughts drifted like a red balloon
  Lost on life's thermals.

                                                                      Sheffield 2012

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