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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