..
like a low moon, waning.
,
a pin-prick star
-stolen breath.
Stanza. Syllable. Sigh
-lence. Sky. A tre(m)bled
clef.
Who knows? Maybe
you will
find your way
……………………….here
and wonder
why
she’s still waiting
for that tiny
blue balloon to heli
-(h)um her way home.
.
Prompted by dVerse’s Quadrille today. I’m hosting. Come play!
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such cever words and wordplay, and yet still full of feeling.
Delight
full.
I like the idea of a person and a blue balloon both expected to find their way home.
Who knew how muse-ical the balloon could be?
Clever title and word breaks De ~ This is my favorite part;
heli
-(h)um her way home.
What a great way to introduce the loneliness, “like a low moon, waning.” A heart waiting to be restored, a balloon to be re inflated. How beautiful!
This is priceless. I love heli-hum and so much perfect word play. Oh yes, and the low moon, waning.
You do have a unique style with words, which makes visiting all the more fun. I hope she finds her way home.
the format. the words. the cascade. love love love
Love all the double meaning and that blue balloon..
“heli-(h)um” … That was awesome.
I love the wordplay in this, De, particularly in these lines:
‘Stanza. Syllable. Sigh
-lence. Sky. A tre(m)bled
clef’.
Musical and wistful…
Stunning play upon words here, De 😀
I so admire your ability to create these very clever word plays!
I want to learn how to Heli-Hum.
Oh, man. Me, too.
Hey my wonderful poetic friend. I’ll be back soon. Had to take a tre(m)bled breath. 😉 Love that!
I also like the word play here.
I laughed at:
“she’s still waiting
for that tiny
blue balloon to heli
-(h)um her way home.”