(Hopefully) 1 Poem a week for 52 weeks |
| The Balloon I think that I should like to at least one time to ride a basket 'neath a bag of hot air travelling light far above the clouds I'd climb trusting the fair winds to take me on to where the church bells peal loudly in happiest chime whilst far, far below people would wave and stare brightly coloured my balloon would cheerful sail far, far above hedges, hill, field, dale and vale undirected, swept in any direction I'd spend my time in pleasant, calm reflection regarding all below with fond affection Prompt: ELEVENTH POWER Poetry Form (invented by Christina Jussaume) The form consists of: • 11 lines • 11 syllables in each line • rhyme scheme: a-b-a-b-a-b-c-c-d-d-d • must be written about an uplifting subject |