The Dirigible Balloon
Poetry for Children


The moon was taken ill today.
She really did look pale
The stars began to cluster round
And some began to wail
The sun remembered to write a card
Enscribing it ‘Get well soon’,
But nothing seemed to help
The health of the fading silver moon
The sky went black and big Jupiter cried
It looks like she’s had her chips
But all was well when out of the blue
She emerged from her lunar eclipse

About the Writer

Bernard Pearson

Bernard's work appears in many publications, including; Aesthetica Magazine, The Edinburgh Review, Crossways, The Gentian, Nymphs The Poetry Village, Beneath The Fever, The Beach Hut Little Stone, The Caterpillar Magazine. In 2017 a selection of his poetry ‘In Free Fall’ was published by Leaf by Leaf Press. In 2019 he won second prize in The Aurora Prize for Writing.