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The Red Balloon of My Childhood

The red balloon of my childhood
      chasing rainbows
    the rush of ozone
  hairspray
wait…
that’s my sister’s parade
  big hair
    I was nowhere near
      with babies
    early eighties
  Oahu
oh to be a child in the wild
  spray of the playful
    sea, still
      i felt like a child
    riveted by waves
riding
  the boogie board
    not grown up enough
      to surf
    the burp of fantasy
  precious buffet
of paradise
         the red balloon loose
      i chase its caboose
    living
in its wake

10/22/2021
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Hind Avatar
August 20, 2024 at 4:32 PM
"i chase its caboose living in its wake" what an ending- !!
George Avatar
November 9, 2021 at 7:52 AM
Childhood memories revisit us time and again and we then become children. Chasing balloons has always been a pleasure for me too when I was a child ! Enjoyed this poem .....
Krutsinger Avatar
October 29, 2021 at 6:37 AM
This is so much fun " i felt like a child riveted by waves riding the boogie board not grown up enough to surf" Wow!
Rodrigues Avatar
October 29, 2021 at 7:03 AM
I will never be grown up enough to surf…lol
Radice Avatar
October 27, 2021 at 2:14 AM
I love this Kim. A wonderful poem. Sometimes I read a poem here at Poetry Soup and think that it deseves to be read by a wider audience. This is one of those. The Banksy image compliments your words so well.
Rodrigues Avatar
October 27, 2021 at 6:37 AM
Thank you so much, Gary <3
Legros Kelley Avatar
October 26, 2021 at 2:53 AM
Oh how wonderful! What a brilliantly joyful memory of childhood! I love how you painted this beautiful imagery <3
Rodrigues Avatar
October 26, 2021 at 7:49 AM
Thank you, BJ!
Allison Avatar
October 25, 2021 at 3:22 PM
what wonderful childhood memories, balloons, bubbles and blowing dandelion clocks... do children still do these things today:-( hugs Jan xx
Rodrigues Avatar
October 25, 2021 at 5:18 PM
I hope they do <3
Romios Avatar
October 23, 2021 at 1:17 AM
You really are a talented and unusuallly creative woman! Hold on to those lovely pictures in your soul. You are a poetess not a negative narrator. I can feel the winds of your childhood. Golly, should be a POTD. Pangie Another Fave Pangie....xx
Leffanta Avatar
October 22, 2021 at 12:02 PM
You can still come to Oahu, but your memory of clean beaches and sea will be destroyed. Time marches on, so enjoy your memories! Aloha!
Rodrigues Avatar
October 22, 2021 at 12:49 PM
Wow, Rico! Tell me about it… Sounds like a tear jerker :(
Buhagiar Avatar
October 22, 2021 at 8:41 AM
We will never forget such innocence childhood. Hugs
Rodrigues Avatar
October 22, 2021 at 8:46 AM
Truly! I feel sorry for those robbed of theirs.
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