Hot Air Balloon
Acrostic poem
High into the air we float
On our way to where?
To see the world from way up high; we fly
Air rushing into silk
Instantly transporting us upward
Reeling in the beauty of the light
Bound for a magical shore
A blissful haven of retreat
Lullabies of peaceful, mythical times
Luring us into their arms
Of ancient past times ingrained in our hearts
Over, above and far, far away
Nirvana awaits
I wrote the above in response to an invitation by Heather C Holmes in this story. Thanks, Heather, it was great fun to write an Acrostic poem and definitely a form of poetry that I will write again. The acronym takes you along with it and the words just flow!
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