My son's first sestina, for Poetry Friday

My blogging time was severely constrained this week by the amount of homework my son had (and many other things as well)...sigh. So since I have nothing else to offer, here is one of the products of this past week of business--his first sestina.

Balloon show

By B. H.

Balloons navigate by hot air.

Our balloon hangar is infested with monkeys!

The biggest balloons are called zeppelins.

But if it rains,

water soaks the balloon cloth,

and we have to stop the show.

We try not to stop the show,

but some of our pilots have heads of air.

Luckily our balloons are reinforced with cloth,

and we stitched on pictures of good-luck monkeys.

Oh good, it will not rain.

There go the racing zeppelins!

Oh no! a crashing zeppelin!

This will surely ruin the show.

Please please please don’t rain.

Smoke is billowing in the air!

That pilot that crashed is such a monkey.

Know what’s burning? Balloon cloth!

We got  the shipment of balloon cloth

today. Now we can repair the zeppelin!

What are those monkeys

doing in the balloon that starts the show?

Help! That balloon is filling with hot air!

Catch it before it rains!

We caught the rogue balloon before it rained,

So there was no damage to its cloth.

Though clouds are billowing in the air,

Now we can repair the zeppelin!

Now we can perform our show!

Now, where are those mischievous monkeys?

The zoo people came and took away the monkeys

and it will not rain

today. This is going to be a great show!

Good thing we got that new cloth.

We spent weeks on that zeppelin.

Now let us float on a sea of air.

No more monkeys so we aren’t buying more cloth.

The rain is really bad for the zeppelins.

We had a great show in the air.

The Poetry Friday round-up is at Robyn Hood Black's blog today!