Balloon Ride

Today’s challenge at d’Verse Poets is to write a Quadrille (44-word poem) using the word balloon.  I’m also sharing with Real Toads for the Tuesday Platform.

Floating up and away
a hot air balloon
takes me to another
place–where troubles flee.
It takes me to another
time–when life is simple.
A whoosh of hot air
releases all my cares,
drifting freely over hills
floating out of this world.



Chevrefeuille has given us the task today to write a haibun about choices.  A haibun combines a paragraph or more of poetic prose with a haiku that complements the prose.  You can read other entries to this challenge HERE.

I chose to go public with my story–an accidental pregnancy that brought me joy. The choice I made once upon a time long, long ago–twenty-eight years to be exact–was mine, but my family rallied around me through the good and the bad.  It had the makings of a fairy tale ending. Until now. Until my public declarations became offensive and hurtful. Now the judgments fall from their lofty heights, raining down on my heart. How could I know? Now I am alone by the consequence of my choice, a mother without a son.

no longer family
over love’s declaration
rip my heart to shreds


I’m joining d’Verse Poets where the challenge is to write a poem in exactly 44 words using some form of the word spring.  I’m also linking to the Tuesday Platform at Real Toads.

Day in and day out
staring at the faces
staring at their phones–
anti-social socializing
throughout the day.
No care for learning
or the person beside them.
No care for the world
outside their video game.
I try to reach young minds–
springboard to insanity.