Photo Challenge #70, Balloons, July 21, 2015

Balloons Raindrops Melody

– Julia Anna

Every year the echo rises

From an empty pulpit.

A redundancy savored,

Perhaps unwarranted.

Another year pulled

From thin air as a dove

From a magician’s abysmal hat.

A flock of pastel balloons

Creeps in with the aurora.

Flaccid hearts blown taunt

And harnessed together with strings

For crimes not entirely sane.

I gather them in stillness

The surprise is in the absence

Of the benefactor.

Admiration always starts from afar

But must you remain so long unseen?

The wallpaper itches

A messenger hidden, sacred

Loved but not as completely

As eagerness permits.