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Deflated Spirits, Deflated Balloon

Misshapen flimsy mass
Rubbage under foot
Wet with spittle and DNA
Morphing into a Dali
Time melting away
Family needs more
Rubbage on the floor
Unmoving joints staring eyes
Hollow unfelt emotions
Sweep over like a helium balloon
Surrealism opens the chest of me
Deflated spirit; deflated balloon

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Carol Sunshine Brown

June 29, 2011 at 11:53 AM

I positively enjoyed reading your wonderful poetry today Doris. I hope to be back again tomorrow to read some more. Love, Carol

Kabuteng P.Ink K.

June 29, 2011 at 8:13 AM

Oh shucks, I sure can't help but feel all deflated after reading this Doris-- you sure bring your message across well-- and especially reading your comments in mine about hope being there but being elusive-- I think that sometimes we all may feel that way-- hmm can I share with you some of my mom's words? She says, "hope is just a prayer away" and hun, I think she is right :) sending you hugs as well-- & thank your hubby for me please, he is too kind to say that :D made me smile :D

Sara Kendrick

June 29, 2011 at 6:35 AM

Interesting work..I can only imagine what this is about..Ashley on the floor, Caleb on the floor, one of the chickens was allowed inside?...Thanks for stopping by ...Mom