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Like Balloons

Like balloons I am colourful outside

But sensitive and fragile inside.

Playful, captivating, alluring

Also intelligent, insensitive, and all too caring.

Like balloons, I can be fun

Yet I can also be glum.

I burst and pop out joy

And also suddenly deflate and be annoyed.

I can be a pop of red or a subtle green

But also be blue and gray and in between.

I can be as put together like a bouquet,

But also, like balloons I often float away.

©Maria Michaela

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Wooden Ships

wooden ships float in the air

not in the deep green sea

where they are supposed to be

but high up, all the way up there

 

stiff sails, some are broken and mangled

gigantic mast holding it all as one

as the wave of clouds are here then gone

between the seaweeds green, they are tangled

 

wooden ships, I saw them leave

slowly, steadily, they went away

out of the edge into the bay

the fishermen struggled and heaved

 

they fly away into the sunrise, to the moon and beyond

out across the horizon, its silhouette forms

engulfed by the upcoming storm

rippling its reflection in the pond

 

wooden ships fly now towards home

rest easy and weigh anchor to port

let it reach the shore, make sure the ropes not all too short

you need not continue to roam