High Hopes

Google – A man jumps from balloon

A first – like the ‘boon on the moon

So it is – real life turned cartoon

And our hopes (noble/nobel) on high noon.

The first parachute jump – from a balloon


And So It Goes in Tennyson’s Break

But if my silence made you leave
Then that would be my worst mistake
So I will share this room with you
And you can have this heart to break

But wither then would you go,
And what with you could you take
Whenever the time comes you must know
That already this heart has begun to break

Would that my tongue could utter
The thoughts that arise
, and me make
For my silence is the room that keeps us here
Just as Echo’s words on the walls did break