A Square BalloonA Poem by Brian M. PeeplesI saw myself a square balloon floating towards a full moon; I wondered why it was square when most balloons are quite round. Though I did not dare to follow, my feet began to lift off the ground. Apparently I had no such say in the matter, anyway... I then began to spin round and round, left and right and upside down. Even so the balloon was always in plain sight as she then began to form into a roller coaster storm. I could tell the days were numbered and the lumbering panda bears below seemed to have also become afloat; the loose air from the square balloon brought upon a snowstorm in late June. I could tell that we were all doomed unless I somehow found a way to turn this storm into a sunny day. I was not sure how I could (although I knew that somehow I would) because days like these aren’t forever as long as you pull back time’s lever; we see to it that we return to the day before upon the sands of the penguin shore where there is a wooden door... where you may open it and see that the square balloon in the sky had actually been round all this time. © 2016 Brian M. PeeplesReviews
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3 Reviews Added on March 19, 2016 Last Updated on September 10, 2016 AuthorBrian M. PeeplesNorwich, CTAboutI am a twenty-three year old writer & poet. My passion for writing comes from all over. I love to write, and I love to inspire others. Hopefully when I'm gone one day, I'll leave behind all my writin.. more..Writing
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