Balloons and Brothers

Balloons and Brothers

A Poem by Chris Shaw
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(Remembering my younger brother)

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A gust of wind whipped my balloon,
on string tucked in my hand it tugged.
My fingers felt the final slip,
I held on tight but lost my grip,
I watched aghast it sailed away.

I've not forgotten that day when
my young voice strained and screamed out loud.
My loss etched deep, a child's despair
as floating red, reclaimed by air,
my smile replaced by blue dismay.
 
I search this morning's pink streaked sky
recall our childhood you and I.
As sun wakes up to warm my soul,
my sorrow breaks, I'm far from whole,
those thoughts of you bleed through and often.
Grief bites hard, yet time can soften.

© 2025 Chris Shaw


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Chris, I can identify with this one. While I am an only child, I spent most of my childhood with my cousin. When someone you have shared so much with is gone, it seems as though the memories get blurry. The honest emotion in this poem resonated with me. The rhythm and rhyme of your lines makes for a lovely flow. May the memory of your brother always be a blessing to you. Lydi**

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

2 Years Ago

Thank you Lydi** I appreciate your share here. Your review is encouraging and your thoughts kind. read more



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Chris I had to read this write more than once because I got loss in thought of memories of my own I don't think One can forget the love of someone so dear, this write touches my heart.
Thank you for sharing.

Posted 2 Months Ago


Chris Shaw

2 Months Ago

Dear Mauricio, thank you so much for your heartfelt review. I’m pleased my words reached out to yo.. read more
Mauricio Montoya

2 Months Ago

You have an amazing way with words.
Excellent write.
I've lost a brother.
Your poem, Chris, both steals away yet returns my own balloon... A deft write on familial grief weighed against sibling love and the buoyancy of childhood shared. 🩵

Posted 2 Months Ago


Chris Shaw

2 Months Ago

Thank you so much Lara. Sorry for your loss. Eleven years gone now, the grief softens but ….
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This is so beautiful, Chris. Your poem truly moved me. The way you captured that moment with the balloon. The tug, the slip, the sudden strike of grief; is so vivid and heartfelt. I wrote Marigold Sky after the death of my own child, who we only had a few moments with as an infant, and your poem brought back that same sense of fleeting, precious time...how grief and love shift but never disappear.

Balloons and Brothers reminds me so much of Marigold Sky in how it holds sorrow and tenderness together. Thank you for sharing something so deeply personal and beautiful.

Posted 2 Months Ago


Chris Shaw

2 Months Ago

Thank you RomaJ. I was hoping you would call on this one. You have really given me a lift with your .. read more
The way you blend memories of loss with the sunrise of hope reflects the resilience of the human spirit. Your words resonate powerfully, reminding us that while grief may linger, time can gradually mend our wounds ~ chaity

Posted 2 Years Ago


Chris Shaw

2 Years Ago

Thank you chaity. I appreciate very much your thoughts and your visit. Welcome to my page and thank .. read more
Farjana Shah Chaity

2 Years Ago

always....my pleasure
The experience of losing something so dear to us �™�⁠‿⁠�™�

Posted 2 Years Ago


Chris Shaw

2 Years Ago

Thanks for sharing your thoughts. All the best.

Chris
I love the metaphor of the ballon, so hard to let go. Knowing that in time grief will hurt less, but right now, that doesn’t help to ease the pain. Lovely poem.

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

2 Years Ago

Many thanks Norma for your kind words. Pleased you stopped by.

Chris
You pulled up a good memory for me about signs you see in life and God trying to show you glimmers of hope. Every old person I've talked to never felt their age so they never really grew old. It's nice when you don't lose your spark I like it

Posted 2 Years Ago


Chris Shaw

2 Years Ago

Thank you for your visit to my oage and for sharing your thoughts. Pleased you stopped by.
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Chris, I can identify with this one. While I am an only child, I spent most of my childhood with my cousin. When someone you have shared so much with is gone, it seems as though the memories get blurry. The honest emotion in this poem resonated with me. The rhythm and rhyme of your lines makes for a lovely flow. May the memory of your brother always be a blessing to you. Lydi**

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

2 Years Ago

Thank you Lydi** I appreciate your share here. Your review is encouraging and your thoughts kind. read more
very well done! great flow, rhythm and rhyme, love the poetic ride through memory lane.

Posted 2 Years Ago


Chris Shaw

2 Years Ago

Thank you dear Patricia for your encouraging review. Have a great day.

Chris
I don't think grief ever goes away Chris, especially on days like this when all those memories come flooding back.
A quiet day for you then .... a day of love and reflection ♥

Posted 2 Years Ago


Stella Armour

2 Years Ago

i never had siblings , so i can't pretend to know how sad you must be feeling .
But sending.. read more
Chris Shaw

2 Years Ago

Aw, thank you Stella. I was blessed with two sisters and two brothers. We have always been very clos.. read more
Stella Armour

2 Years Ago

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Added on August 1, 2018
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Chris Shaw
Chris Shaw

Berkshire, United Kingdom



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Albert, my paternal grandfather introduced me to Tennyson when I was nine. I have loved poetry ever since but did not attempt writing a single piece until I was 40. It's never too late to try somethin.. more..