Poem; Balladette about lows and highs




Sometimes lows, they pull me under

Drowning, sinking in tears.

Then in clouds, hear laughter thunder

From depths, releasing fears.

.                          – June Nash

A Balladette.  Just for fun, I thought I’d pick up on the suggestion from the Elopefromharm blog.  He calls this style of poem a balladette.  A style he believes to be originally his own, something he came up with.  He suggested his readers try one.  This is mine.