071 Jennifer Walks 9
Added 2021-05-12 13:51:35 +0000 UTCLook out! Here she comes again!
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The whole town ...
Ricky Java
2021-05-12 21:08:58 +0000 UTCLooks like she's nursing not only her daughters, but her workplace, her classmates, her sisters, her nieces, her nephews...
Zeerol
2021-05-12 19:02:23 +0000 UTCThe poetry of balloons - who knew?
Ricky Java
2021-05-12 17:08:25 +0000 UTCAtmospheric word-painting. Thanks, J.P..
Ricky Java
2021-05-12 17:05:41 +0000 UTCThanks, Joe. I agree with you 200%.
Ricky Java
2021-05-12 16:59:44 +0000 UTCYou've seen Balloons set - Haven't You? So stately they ascend - It is as Swans - discarded You, For Duties Diamond - Their Liquid Feet go softly out Upon a Sea of Blonde - They spurn the Air, as t'were too mean For Creatures so renowned - Their Ribbons just beyond the eye - They struggle - some - for Breath - And yet the Crowd applaud, below - They would not encore - Death - The Gilded Creature strains - and spins - Trips frantic in a Tree - Tears open her imperial Veins - And tumbles in the Sea - The Crowd - retire with an Oath - The Dust in Streets - go down - And Clerks in Counting Rooms Observe - "'Twas only a Balloon" "THE BALLOON" ~ EMILY DICKINSON
J.P. Gordon
2021-05-12 15:17:54 +0000 UTCHAIL then ye daring few! who proudly soar Through paths by mortal eye unviewed before! From earth and all her humble scenes who rise To search the extended mansions of the skies. If firm his breast who first undaunted gave His fragile vessel to the stormy wave, How much superior he! whose buoyant car Borne through the strife of elemental war, Driven by the veering wind's uncertain tide, No helm to steer him, and no oar to guide, Sees earth's stupendous regions spread below, To hillocks shrunk the mountains' loftiest brow; Who now his head sublime, astonished, shrouds In the dull gloom of rain-distended clouds, And sits enthroned 'mid solitude and shade Which human eyesight never can pervade, Or rides amidst the howling tempest's force Tracing the volleyed lightning to its source; Or proudly rising o'er the lagging wind Leaves all the jarring atmosphere behind, And at his feet, while spreading clouds extend, While thunders bellow and while storms descend, Feels on his head the enlivening sunbeams play, And drinks in skies serene the unsullied stream of day. "AEROPHORION: THE AIR BALLOON" ~ HENRY JAMES PYE
J.P. Gordon
2021-05-12 15:17:24 +0000 UTCWOW bigger is better
Joe Taylor
2021-05-12 14:09:54 +0000 UTC
