helium balloons
rise in hope
of journeys just
begun or ended;
each one mapless
she stands at a microphone;
wearing a purple ribbon,
speaks with stuttered
strength, reaped in armfuls
she is so so small;
Manchester Town Hall
looms imperious,
imposing his shadow
as the sun shines...
Author notes
for Lisa x I love you x
when we embark on a journey of healing it is done in fear and hope, and we never know the destination...
End the Silence - Stop Child Abuse March & Rally, Manchester, England, September 15th 2007
A contest entry
- speaks in purple by Cat.
700 points, ended November 14, 2007, 19 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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I hit return the favor brought me here ...
probably because I am exploring maps and this has one of my favorite lines by you in mapless
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ahhhhhh.. i love the mapless balloons- the images that creates is
absolutely wonderful poetry- you've penned a poem for a cause..- i do hope you present it to the administration of the cause for them to use in a rally brochure?
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thank you for your lovely comment mary
i stood up and spoke at the rally in septmber it was so scary
but so empowering too..
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this is so lovely Elaine...
thanks for entering it here
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i stand firm with you here for such a worthy write. the mapless baloons, any town anywhere tell it to the mountains...the seas, across all lands...this is a strong voice of purple...for children of all nations.
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Hey sweetie,
Wow! this piece still has me pondering. I love the brevity of the piece and makes me want more.
So glad to see you writing. I haven't written anything in a while, my muse is hibernating
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each one mapless
that made me really think about the wayward flight of the balloon. and about how life is truly a mapless journey despite Modern Man's best intentions.
thanks for the poemtrip.
lisa
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The end of silence is the begining of new life... hard, but there is no other way. I applaud you for this one, Elaine.
~ Nicolette
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love the use of purple in this, oh and of course, being an honourary Manc, I love where it took place.
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It is just so how on these rallies one feels so small, the buildings representing 'authority' 'the state' 'the thing that can make things right if they want to' seem three times larger than usual, and one feels like a mosaic tile in the crowd.
To stand there small and speak is to be huge.
Now you made me cry.
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Amen!!!
damn Elaine... this is so moving.. so moving, here i am at the back, waving, cheering and applauding this
yes
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yes......
yes ....yes...
the end is perfect.. as the sun shines, it could go either way but with this, I WANT to make it positive, I want it to erase the shadow .. in a blaze of self assurance.. though my mind tells me it's never as easy as that..
this says... ah but it can be .. it can..
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as in good, period.
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this is excellent...
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this is brilliant.She is so vulnerable, yet still brave. love it! =]
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