Les Ballons by Oscar Wilde — Read

AGAINST these turbid turquoise skies / The light and luminous balloons / Dip and drift like satin moons / Drift like silken butterflies;

Reel with every windy gust, / Rise and reel like dancing girls, / Float like strange transparent pearls, / Fall and float like silver dust.

Now to the low leaves they cling, / Each with coy fantastic pose, / Each a petal of a rose / Straining at a gossamer string.

Then to the tall trees they climb, / Like thin globes of amethyst, / Wandering opals keeping tryst / With the rubies of the lime.