A black balloon at night

Floating on a black balloon at night
Clinging on for I’m afraid I’ll fall
High above the earth in a dark sky

If I  fall  no-one will see this  sight
Maybe just a tiger who might maul
Floating on a black balloon at night

My platform is  unsafe  so I will die
No-one else can save me if I call
High above the earth in a dark sky

Below me are grey clouds, they whisper sighs
The earth looks distant and so very small
Floating on a black balloon at night

Would that the  grey moon had her own light
Lone and vast the spaces that appal
Bereft of anchor on the earth, dark sky

I’ll fall forever, why was I stillborn?
Falling down like small leaves do forlorn
Clinging to a black balloon at night
Way above the earth in a dark sky

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About Katherine

I like art, poetry,history, literature,cooking,doing nothing to music.And conversation
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