Helium Balloons


People say that the boy is stuck in poverty; that he'll never escape.
Yet from across the water, the trees rise up like helium balloons.
The little boy laughs and smiles in wonder.

This was written for this week's Trifecta Writing Challenge. We were supposed to write 33 words on one photograph. This is the one I chose:



VinothChandar / Nature Photos / CC BY
Photo credit: VinothChandar / Foter.com / CC BY

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Friday, January 18, 2013

Helium Balloons


People say that the boy is stuck in poverty; that he'll never escape.
Yet from across the water, the trees rise up like helium balloons.
The little boy laughs and smiles in wonder.

This was written for this week's Trifecta Writing Challenge. We were supposed to write 33 words on one photograph. This is the one I chose:



VinothChandar / Nature Photos / CC BY
Photo credit: VinothChandar / Foter.com / CC BY

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20 Comments:

At January 18, 2013 at 7:11 PM , Blogger Tom MacInnes said...

Beauty in the most unlikely of places. Well done.

 
At January 18, 2013 at 10:52 PM , Anonymous barbara said...

hope always rises. :)

 
At January 19, 2013 at 2:45 AM , Blogger Sandra Crook said...

All in the eye of the beholder...

 
At January 19, 2013 at 3:56 AM , OpenID miskmask said...

I love poems with hope and wonder. Very nice.

 
At January 19, 2013 at 4:40 AM , Blogger Renee McKinley said...

I love the trees as balloons. And the wonder of the boy.

 
At January 19, 2013 at 6:53 AM , Blogger Gina said...

Something really peaceful in this and hope. Loved the metaphor for trees.

 
At January 19, 2013 at 9:03 AM , Blogger Draug said...

I want a tree balloon! (: Such a lovely little description.

 
At January 19, 2013 at 9:24 AM , Blogger Stephanie B. @B4Steph said...

I can imagine the boy grasping the helium balloon and rising above his situation. Nice work!

 
At January 19, 2013 at 9:28 AM , OpenID jannatwrites said...

I like the sense of hope in this piece.

 
At January 19, 2013 at 2:38 PM , Blogger Bo said...

A child with hope if never stuck. Very well written.

 
At January 19, 2013 at 3:34 PM , Blogger kymm said...

Oh that bright side! Nice.

 
At January 19, 2013 at 6:18 PM , OpenID burningfireshutinmybones said...

This is refreshing - it's so nice to read something hopeful. :D

Blessings,
Cheryl

 
At January 19, 2013 at 6:36 PM , Blogger PattiKen said...

Children see hope. If that weren't true, who knows where humankind would be.

 
At January 19, 2013 at 8:40 PM , OpenID tenwordstory said...

The woods can be very magical, indeed, when you are a kid.

 
At January 19, 2013 at 10:08 PM , Blogger Rachael said...

I love the optimism in this piece!

And I didn't even notice the palms or the water until now, and I've looked at the pic a ton!

 
At January 20, 2013 at 7:03 AM , Anonymous Annabelle said...

Love that image of the trees rising like balloons; beautiful little piece.

 
At January 20, 2013 at 9:07 AM , Blogger Atreyee said...

This made me go aww..so sweet-love the positive vibe of hope:-)

 
At January 20, 2013 at 1:06 PM , Blogger Jennifer Cooper said...

Beautiful picture painted with words

 
At January 20, 2013 at 5:56 PM , Blogger Trifecta said...

I didn't even see those before you pointed them out. Lovely.

 
At January 21, 2013 at 5:43 AM , Blogger christina said...

i couldn't comment when i read originally (from my phone) but i had to come back b/c i really loved this. i didn't see the trees till you pointed them out either, and i just adore the beauty in this piece.

 

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