Archive for August 2, 2011

One red balloon

Behind the walls in an average grey street

the master of the silent treatment lives,

married to his bitter beaten  spouse

with their  child,  never hugged or kissed.

Sad windows know the empty rooms

where in at times the rains do seem so sympathetic,

but to be honest:  they  do’n’t care no more

of what is going on in that old house

nor who is sobbing in the attic.

But look, the child is  stepping out the door.

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His red balloon is brightening up the street.

Watch how  he bravely walks away from home.

Maybe it’s  to a better, safer place;

he goes with almost dancing feet.

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Le Ballon Rouge, 1956 – Albert Lamorisse

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