The Balloon and the Cloud
Every day I would rise up into the sky
Where I looked up and saw you
Floating there alone all by yourself
I would try to power myself up to you
So we could talk
Talk about all the things we love
But I couldn’t always rise up to you
So maybe you’d drift down to meet me
And then we would talk
We would talk
Talk about all the thing we love
But when you’d cry
And rain would fall from you
I would kick my hot air into second gear
And rise up to you
To make sure you only saw sunny days
I wish I had risen up to you every day
But I was afraid
Afraid of what the other balloons will think
And afraid of what you will think
You drifted away from me
And you met another balloon
A balloon I recognized
A balloon that now does what I couldn’t
A balloon that could rise up to you
A balloon that will float with you
A balloon you will float with
I lowered my hot air
And begin to float down away from you
But from down below
I can still see you
With the balloon you’re now happy with
But whenever you cry and it begins to rain
I still kick my hot air into second gear and rise to you
To make sure that you still only see sunny days
And I will still try to power myself up to you whenever I can
To talk to you about all the things we love
Because every day
I will still rise up into to the sky
To see you
I really like how this poem makes a connection between these two objects. It works well because these two things are similar in some way, so it works well.
ReplyDeleteIshaan, I really like the story you are telling. What really stood out is that you just wanted to see the balloon happy! You make a lot of good connections in this poem, nice job.
ReplyDeleteI think talking about hot air balloons is really creative and unique. The poem is really good in general too.
ReplyDeleteI really liked the metaphors in your poem, and that you have a really dramatic and nice ending.
ReplyDeleteI like how the poem ends nicely and has a lasting impression.
ReplyDeleteYour choice of objects was interesting and fun, and the extended metaphor works well.
ReplyDeleteYour poem was well thought out and very well written. I liked the metaphors.
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