A balloon caught
on the lilac
branch stripped bare
by yesterday’s
gusts
twists
free and unfurls
its silver skin
across
the dim insistence
of dawn
and turns
out to be
a ghost
after all
Appareo
Gather. Discover. Cultivate.
Shannon E. Williams 
marvellous imagery, love that
“dim insistence of dawn” line.
Fall mornings have a way.
Thank you for the kind words.
Lovely.
Thank you!
Beautiful.
Thank you!
Oooh, this is beautiful! I really love that second stanza but the whole thing is lovely.