Ideas
Before our very eyes…
Like helium balloons
Things imbued with gas rise
Like lead balloons
Bad ideas sink like a rock
Like Burst balloons
Can fall From the skies
Like trial balloons
Ideas float and undock...
before our very eyes…
poem by David Whalen
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Like Helium Balloons
Before our very eyes…
Like helium balloons
Ideas imbued with passion rise
Like lead balloons
Bad ideas sink like a rock
Like Burst balloons
That fragment before one’s eyes
Like trial balloons
Ideas conceived, then undock
And float away
Like lover’s sighs…
Like helium balloons
before our very eyes…
poem by David Whalen
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Where Do They Make Balloons?
Marmalade's from Scotland;
Rugs from Pakistan;
Mexico has jumping beans,
And cars are from Japan.
Clowns are from the circus;
Barking comes from dogs;
Eggs come from a chicken,
And log cabins come from logs.
But where, where do they make balloons?
But where, where do they make balloons?
New York has tall buildings;
New Jersey has its malls;
Pisa has a leaning tower;
Will it ever fall?
The ocean has the fishes,
London has a tower
And Holland may have windmills,
lots of banks and pretty flowers.
But where, where do they make balloons?
But where, where do they make balloons?
Ballooooooons, Ballooooooons,
Ballooooooons, Ballooooooons.
Spaghetti is from China,
But Italians make it best.
Ants can make an ant hill
And monkeys make a mess.
Hungry isn't hungry
And french fries aren't from France,
Turkeys aren't from Turkey,
They can't fly, but they can dance!
But where, where do they make balloons?
But where, where do they make balloons?
But where, where do they make balloons?
But where, where do tehy make balloons?
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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200 Balloons
Who gonna stop 200 balloons?
Nobody
Lets do it
25 policemen all in a row
Cant stop the party people - go go go
If u cant beat em join em baby say so
Its party time everybody come on lets go
Fly with me
200 balloons (lets do it)
Blowing down the city colder than ice
I think u better love me cuz Im really kind of nice
If u do me once girl u have 2 do me twice
Wave your hand if u wanna party tonight
Come on everybody
200 balloons
Everybody sing it
Fly with me (lets do it)
Come on baby fly with me (lets do it)
Fly with me (lets do it)
Come on baby fly with me
Ill buy u love if I got
200 balloons (lets do it)
Tell me that u love me and Ill buy u a fancy car
I made u a couple of times and so u made me a star
So take me 4 what Im worth, love me 4 what I are
(do, do) the partyman, I take u way far
Come on yall
200 balloons
Whos gonna stop 200 balloons?
Nobody
Lets do it lets do it
Lets do it lets do it
Its party time yall
200 balloons
(do it) dont stop me now
(do it {poet}) my life has just begun
(do it) rave, unto the joy yall (do it)
The only one dont try to stop me (do it)
Fly with me (do it)
(do it 200 do it 200 do it)
Fly with me
Come on fly with me
Its party time yall
200 balloons
(lets do it)
200 balloons
(lets do it) (fly with me)
200 balloons
Lets do it lets do it
Hey, its been good!
Fly fly
Fly with me (200 balloons)
Come on baby fly with me (lets do it)
Fly with me
200 balloons
(lets do it)
Who gonna stop 200 balloons?
Nobody
Lets do it
[(? ) (? )]
Get (do it, do it) get your house in order
(do it, do it) get your (? ), get your (? ) (200 balloons)
Get your house in, get your house in
Get your hou, get your, get get get get (fly)
(oh yeah) your house in order
Fly with me (200)
Lets do it
Get your house in order
200 balloons
Get your, get your (lets do it)
Turn your heads to the east
Ill be coming from the west
Aint no stoppin me baby
cause Im the best (200)
Cry cry cry
I love it when u moan
This funk will cut so deep
Gonna touch your soul, oh (200 balloons)
(do it, do it, do it, do it)
My funk is multilayered (I just)
Dont stop me now (I just)
I got a fever pumpin
Dont stop me now
Ill make love to u (I just)
[aint day...sea to sea] (I just)
I got a warehouse full of protection, 2 times
Good lord (200 balloons) I wanna be your (rave) busy bee
Ill be your busy bee
Come on queen...
(rave, 200, 200, rave, 200 balloons) (lets do, lets, lets do it)
(rave, fly with me)
(fly with me {200} {rave} {200} fly with me}) (200 {lets do it} balloons)
Rave, unto the joy fantastic, rave
(lets do it)
[...]
Who gonna stop 200 balloons?
Nobody
song performed by by Prince
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A Balloon For You All
I want to give you, my dear friends,
A balloon of your choice and colour
So that you will play with it
Your sweet face blooming like a rose.
But you are overgrown
Overgrown like never before!
Some are like Goliaths and some resemble the unknown men from Kob.
Some look like overgrown convent girls and a few are like the Amazons.
I want to sell my balloons at any cost
For my balloons are about to burst any moment.
Once you begin to play with them
I am relieved a lot; who cares for your tears?
I tell a man with salt and pepper on head,
`Buy one balloon and play with it for a while`.
He laughs at me and chases a young girl.
My balloons begin to burst.
I whisper into the ears of a woman selling woes,
` A balloon for your happiness to return, please`
She looks into my basket of colours and throws back a sob.
My balloons begin to shrink.
As I walk along the beach of sand dunes,
The waves of my realisation recede to the depths.
My balloons burst within their little vacuums
As my heart longs for being one among them.
poem by M.d Dinesh Nair
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99 Red Ballons
99 red balloons i have had
99 dreams i had
all 99 balloons have gone by but
all 99 dreams have not been done
if i had just one more red balloon
to prove that the world was hare
to prove that all dreams and hope will be done
in a life time i have not seeing so
many red balloons just to show you that
all dreams has not die
99 red balloons i have seeing
99 friends that i have lost
all 99 friends can come back but a
red balloon is to far up to try
just give me a red balloon to show you what hope it is
poem by Giovanna Agosta
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Eight Balloons
Eight balloons no one was buyin'
All broke loose one afternoon.
Eight balloons with strings a-flyin',
Free to do what they wanted to.
One flew up to touch the sun - POP!
One thought highways might be fun - POP!
One took a nap in a cactus pile - POP!
One stayed to play with a careless child - POP!
One tried to taste some bacon fryin' - POP!
One fell in love with a porcupine - POP!
One looked close in a crocodile's mouth - POP!
One sat around 'til his air ran out - WHOOSH!
Eight balloons no one was buyin' -
They broke loose and away they flew,
Free to float and free to fly
And free to pop where they wanted to.
poem by Sheldon Allan Silverstein
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I write scripts in storyboard fashion using stick figures, and thought balloons and word balloons and captions. Then I'll write descriptions of what scenes should look like and turn it over to the artist.
quote by Harvey Pekar
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Sugar Mountain
Oh, to live on sugar mountain
With the barkers and the colored balloons,
You cant be twenty on sugar mountain
Though youre thinking that youre leaving there too soon,
Youre leaving there too soon.
Its so noisy at the fair
But all your friends are there
And the candy floss you had
And your mother and your dad.
Oh, to live on sugar mountain
With the barkers and the colored balloons,
You cant be twenty on sugar mountain
Though youre thinking that youre leaving there too soon,
Youre leaving there too soon.
Theres a girl just down the aisle,
Oh, to turn and see her smile.
You can hear the words she wrote
As you read the hidden note.
Oh, to live on sugar mountain
With the barkers and the colored balloons,
You cant be twenty on sugar mountain
Though youre thinking that youre leaving there too soon,
Youre leaving there too soon.
Now youre underneath the stairs
And youre givin back some glares
To the people who you met
And its your first cigarette.
Oh, to live on sugar mountain
With the barkers and the colored balloons,
You cant be twenty on sugar mountain
Though youre thinking that youre leaving there too soon,
Youre leaving there too soon.
Now you say youre leavin home
cause you want to be alone.
Aint it funny how you feel
When youre findin out its real?
Oh, to live on sugar mountain
With the barkers and the colored balloons,
You cant be twenty on sugar mountain
Though youre thinking that youre leaving there too soon,
Youre leaving there too soon.
Oh, to live on sugar mountain
With the barkers and the colored balloons,
You cant be twenty on sugar mountain
Though youre thinking that youre leaving there too soon,
Youre leaving there too soon.
song performed by by Neil Young
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Balloons in the Blue
Seemingly insignificant
Amidst the bounteous blue
Yet each carries the hopes, the dreams
The smile of a child below
A little note of congratulations
A lot of best wishes on your graduation
May your future be resplendent
As a sea of balloons –
Flying colours in celebration…
19th June,2009
Dedicated to a special friend who loved balloons.
poem by Kaitlin Bianca
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99 Red Balloons
(as sung by john feldman - goldfinger)
(originally by nena - 1984)
(includes a verse from 99 luftballons - also by nena)
You and I in a little toy shop
Buy a bag of balloons with the money weve got
Set them free at the break of dawn
til one by one, they were gone
Back at base, bugs in the software
Flash the message, somethings out there
Floating in the summer sky
99 red balloons go by.
99 red balloons floating in the summer sky
Panic bells, its red alert
Theres something here from somewhere else
The war machine springs to life
Opens up one eager eye
Focusing it on the sky
As 99 red balloons go by.
99 decision street, 99 ministers meet
To worry, worry, super-scurry
Call out the troops now in a hurry
This is what weve waited for
This is it boys, this is war
The president is on the line
As 99 red balloons go by.
99 kriegsminister
Streichholz und benzinkanister
Hielten sich fuer schlaue leute
Witterten schon fette beute
Riefen: krieg und wollten macht
Mann, wer haette das gedacht
Dass es einmal soweit kommt
Wegen 99 luftballons
99 dreams I have had
In every one a red balloon
Its all over and Im standin pretty
In the dust that was a city
If I could find a souvenier
Just to prove the world was here...
And here it is, a red balloon
I think of you and let it go.
99 knights of the air
Ride super-high-tech jet fighters
Everyones a silverhero
Everyones a captain kirk
With orders to identify
To clarify and classify
Scramble in the summer sky
As 99 red balloons go by.
song performed by by Goldfinger
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Bazaar Of Balloons
If the ballooned bazaar is barraged by thieves,
Sell it afterwards to a balloonist who believes.
He sells it perhaps to a merchant on the loose,
This man offers a price to others to abuse
Them.
If this bazaar of balloons is a balcony now,
We see further than thieves can allow.
The plan is to frustrate the balloonist
In order to triumph with the cartoonist
Who draws from this.
The thieves have stolen the painting,
The painting of balloons they were reacquainting.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Faith- wavering's loss and unwavering's key.
The limitation of a shallow mind
better still, a faithless soul
little like a mustard seed is all I need
but like a 'grain' of salt have I not
so big the belief sometimes but in it like a balloon it is
a little pin in my 'big' faith- so be it.R.I.P- I am bidding
the word explicit
ask anything- In faith
receive nothing- In doubt
pins exist to balloons
then flee with the balloons
better then, make the balloons solid
grip tight by grasping
never let go to receive
my heart wanders
no wonder I have to pass by shadows of darkness
the key to any thing's- faith- reception
like a bird in it's cage this minute but in the air the next
How can I close this cage?
roam only but remain in my solitude
How can I feed this mustard seed to growth
not leaving it to perish by taking away the much needed factors
I desire many even every
I know what is key to unlocking my receipt
stupid as it sounds
More trying times but also more strength to hold on at such times
Which would you like to be diagnosed of- Malaria of cancer?
but which would teach after God's healing to hold fast to faith
when one amasses thousands will hundreds be a problem?
poem by Adedolapo Olisa
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Butterflies And Kites...Goodnight
Balloons on strings,
Sailing, bouncing June
Into July kites skimming
Tails like afternoon
Mosquito hawks on quiet
Water. There! The butterfly
Making its rounds of
Moonflowers' snow petals
Enticing emerald hummingbirds,
Giant moths soundlessly
Fluttering topaz and ruby
Wings. Again! The butterfly
Dips, bobs angel-blue wings.
Balloons, kites, put away
For the night. Hummingbirds,
Butterflies vanish....
There is peace....
poem by Elysabeth Faslund
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Revenge on a Supply Teacher
Yes the teacher’s ill,
No work, no teachers means no rules.
Code Red, Code Red teacher spotted,
Coming down the corridor heading towards us,
Battle stations.
Anthony get the planes ready,
Joe paper balls,
Spike water balloons,
Bruno pencils,
Henry ehh what ever you do best.
Target approaching door handle,
Stand by….
Open fire on 3,
3…2…1…
Fire!
Planes flew into the teachers eyes,
Paper balls whacked off his head,
Water balloons soaked the teacher from head down,
Pencils jabbed him everywhere.
Oh no,
You alright sir,
You look a bit wet,
We thought you were ill…
poem by Dean Painter
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Les Ballons
Against these turbid turquoise skies
The light and luminous balloons
Dip and drift like satin moons
Drift like silken butterflies;
Reel with every windy gust,
Rise and reel like dancing girls,
Float like strange transparent pearls,
Fall and float like silver dust.
Now to the low leaves they cling,
Each with coy fantastic pose,
Each a petal of a rose
Straining at a gossamer string.
Then to the tall trees they climb,
Like thin globes of amethyst,
Wandering opals keeping tryst
With the rubies of the lime.
poem by Oscar Wilde
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Relationships
some are passing clouds
they leave unbearable humidity behind
some are incessant rains
they don't leave one a moment to think
some are tsunamis
nothing of you is left behind
some are whirlwinds, where
they take one is any body's guess
some are like deflated balloons
none can put air back into them
some are hydrogen balloons
they escape from grasp without a signal
some are a phone out of order
the ring goes on but none responds
some are like one's shadow
the length and breadth keeps varying
some are candles flickering against wind
they neither blow away nor give enough light
whatever, each relationship adds
a new dimension to life and
determines life at each stage
each brings in some spring
some gentle breeze
combined with a soft drizzle
that sustains one for a while
19sep2009
19.34hrs
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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Third Generation
The old man in the square sells trinkets and balloons
when he has got enough money to buy a little dream
and he enters the market town's only saloon.
By the bar thinks of his lemon selling father who had
a mule that had white as a duckling's plume, and
fruit as yellow as only Gunter Grass can paint them.
Remembers his grandfather a cobbler who walked
around town with a sack of promises given to him by
people who were never around on pay day.
Every Christmas he opened the sack and let broken
promises fly up in the air and forever disappear, liars
and cheats should not feel guilty of telling fibs.
Outside the old man's balloons had flown away, free
of strings filled the air with jubilation like errant people
who had once again been let off the catch.
poem by Oskar Hansen
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My sweet three little beautiful Balloons
i have three sweet beautiful balloons all looks so
pretty the yellow, the blue and red that always
sparks, as the sun goes round, in the midst sky
beside the window beneath the green, green,
green leaves of ever green of an Avocado big,
big tree
glamorous yellow glows like flowers wait the
golden sunrise of rays shower in the petals of red
and blue in the garden near the wishing well i
made, while the millennium blue color looks like
the sky that wait the rain to fall as the bird fly into
the horizon of oozing ocean blue crystal water, and
the red one sprouted like a fuzzy nebula of celestial
star in the galaxy of a million years, as it floats in
the air with the string in the tail
pull the tiny string, swing as the wind wiggle to
get free beautifully it flies, in the hand it stands by,
hold on, just let the breezing air cools it down, as
the three beautiful balloons wondered in every eye,
that captures every hearts that swing into the
melodic tune of beauty of tranquility
as the string gives a puzzling cheerful looks, and
the hands tiedly touch, the wind eagerly move to
loose the three sweet beautiful balloons into the
harnessing journey of freedom, passing the
rainbow of endless point of hope
now my three sweet beautiful balloons comes to
their own life, making their own color, flying
every wind in the sky, where once i hold the string,
yet! it’s not a goodbye
i am old enough to say....good luck and have a
happy Journeys.....fly your own balloon
“ poem dedicated to my three lovely Daughters “
Karen Isabel T. Liao, Lindsey Cherub T. Liao
and Michelle Ann T. Liao
poem by Antonio Liao
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Crowded Circus
Holding his tough flat hand
And swinging our arms together
We were proceeding forward
Towards the place, I was very excited for
In front of us stood the place for me like heavens
“Hey! Look there
The world’s most beautiful words in red”
“That spoke in bold letters ‘CIRCUS’”
By now in 2nd standard
I was able to read the boards
As the crowd got nearer
The size of my brother’s hand was a great help for me
Nor a singly show went unseen
Neither a single stall went unattended
The elder one gave me gas balloons
Of every color present there
It was hard for my little hands
To hold all those strings
Suddenly the one, of my favorite color went up
Leaving my brother’s, I leaped to catch it
Somehow, I got hold of its long string
I wanted to handle it to my brother
I looked around and searched for him but he was not there
I could not find him
Everyone’s height was my double
Oh brother, my brother
It was evening
I sat near a tree, what else this little soul could do either
My tears flooded the muddy ground below
I tied the balloons to the tree
The sun was setting
The crowd gradually dispersing
I could see happy children
With their father and brother
Suddenly I heard a voice known to me
I thought he wanted the balloons
I turned. The sun was at his back
Therefore, I could not see him clearly
However, I can admit
That he called out my name ‘Munna’
poem by Manash Das
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The balloon in the tree
There high up in the tree
was a bright Red balloon
how did it get there I mused?
Was it put there by a little boy
or did the wind pluck it from his hand?
it was stuck firm on a branch now.
When I came by the tree the next day
I looked up and it was still there
and it wasn't the only balloon
there was a blue one and a yellow one?
The following day the tree was covered in them
all different colours and sizes and shapes
the wind and rain couldn't pop them dead.
Every day more balloons were there in the tree
all different colours, shapes, and sizes,
the wind and rain wouldn't hit them at all.
I was the only person who knew of the tree
it became invisible to anybody else
the balloon tree was there just for me.
When a balloon died another took it's place
so the tree was always covered in balloons
throughout the years it stood proud and strong.
You may say I'm making this up or I'm mad
and there's no such thing as a balloon tree
but I know it's true so that's all that matters.
This is for Chloe, Holly, Katie, and Oliver.
poem by Kevin Halls
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