Bursting The Bubble

Sky gazing...

I this, I that, my poems chat

of loved ones, friends and matters which

I can't allow my pen to ditch.

Yet in these times I've come to see

and recently far more than I

had realised in months before,

that peace is like an apple pie.

A pie that's baked with love and care

and there it waits upon a plate

where vultures hover, filled with hate

to desecrate the good in it.

I woke this morning, sleep filled eyes

alighted on a heart shaped cloud

so white, so bright, so full of hope

and drifting in a sky of blue.

But moments later came a plane

and like a piercing dart it struck,

an arrow trail of vapour left

which shattered all the perfect shape

and tore this lovely heart apart.

My cloud its bubble truly cursed,

the brains of it were torn apart

and what remains, the pain conveyed

within this troubled piece of verse.

Reviews

[Fabian G. Franklin]

There's an old scripture which reads, "They have healed the hurt of the daughter of my people by saying, "Peace, peace", when there is no peace." And I suppose we shall always have hatred, wars, arguments and intolerance mingled with vanity, oppression, prejudice and fear. They can burst our bubble of safety and serenity more often than not. Sometimes we just have to believe in the dawn to get us through the night or hope for a rainbow after the storm. I enjoyed the read, my friend; eloquently expressed. Bless.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Fabian. Your words very much appreciated.

Chris

[Jimmy Yetts]

We can write a poem about anything, can't we?
And we can project an inner disturbance on just about any outer event.
Profoundly creative, Chris!

[Chris Shaw]

Good morning from a very sunny UK. Probably either very, very early or very late for you Jimmy. Thank you for your review. We could write a poem about anything, but only if the muse is in a good mood. I find mine very moody. lol.

[barleygirl]

This is so creative & powerful! I also write mostly fun or funny stuff, but I’m always aware that I’m hiding behind such shallow mirth, hiding from the many tragedies too plentiful to respond to adequately these days. It’s so imaginative the way you describe the heart-shaped cloud & the plane piercing it. That’s one of the most imaginative & vivid metaphors I’ve ever read. Your poem perfectly describes my constant battle with trying to write upbeat material in a downtrodden world (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Chris Shaw]

Hello Margie, so pleased that you could relate my words to your battle for upbeat material. That means a great deal to me. Thank you

Fondest

Chris

[Annette Pisano-Higley]

A peace- pie and a sadly burst cloud/bubble are great metaphors for the ups and downs of life Chris. Your skyward musing is eloquent, contemplative, thought provoking, wistful. Lovely form, flow, cadence, rhyme. Man creates and man destroys, sometimes indiscriminately. I feel your sadness and share it. Wishing you sunshine and no torn clouds today my friend. Superb writing.

[Chris Shaw]

Sunshine all the way today Annette. Beautiful weather and sky high spirits. Thank you for your lovely review.

Chris

[Annette Pisano-Higley]

Yay! You are most welcome Chris.:))

[kitty]

Pictures so strikingly real to this reader. I can relate. Thank you for sharing.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you kitty. pleased you can relate.

Chris

[AnnaEverson]

but why Bursting the bubble? i still can't get it(

[Chris Shaw]

Using a metaphor as a title.

[AnnaEverson]

Yeah, I like it very much) Nice)

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you.

[R.E. Ray]

Such sharp piercing imagery, Christine, and words that convey a darkness. As I finished reading this poem, I thought about how nature's beings, and those created by man, often encroach in our world. And, that trail of ice crystals through the perfect heart exemplifies how we (humans) can disrupt the natural beauty and peace. Nice work!

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Robert for your comments, much appreciated.

Chris

[Kelly Scheppers]

For the short time you've been here, you're diversifying your style with such a clever hand. I'm so happy for you, Chris, and wish you the best!

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Kelly. Lots more to come yet. Old and new stuff. I was in a rut with poetry and had stopped writing. This site has got me interested again.

[Davidgeo]

The vultures aren't truly desecrating your apple pie, they are just enjoying it in a different way from an entirely different point of view.

One person's desecration is another's sanctification and I don't think you can truly have one without at least a little bit of the other.

[Chris Shaw]

Your viewpoint appreciated. Thanks

[jacob erin-cilberto]

clever piece of writing...the rhymes, the fluid lines singing of hope shattered...of how there are always those who circle us waiting to scavenge on our dead hopes and dreams...feasting on the broken hearts.
j.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Jacob.