The Poetry Kit MAGAZINE

 

CITN 20 - July 2004

   
     

 

99 RED BALLOONS

       By Christine Marie Umscheid

 

             “Panic bells,

signal red alert”

and are remnants of a city lost in sand.

Too many bodies dipped in red

lie under a desert sky.

 

From balloons of WWII

we have moved to modern Baghdad.

In bone drying heat,

In sand storms

clouding eyes.

 

“shon fette Bente” – show bold Betty

hiding from lingering blasts

that break crimson

in night clouds.

99 balloons beyond a dream

 

are cutting visions

before my eyes.

You see red

as night carries on;.

 I tie yellow ribbons instead.

 

“As 99 red balloons go by”

carrying messages or names

of those who lived or died.

“99 Luftballoons”

color an expanding sky.

 

 

 (NOTE - 99 Balloons was a German anti-war song)



 



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