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

[Laurierose]

Peace is as decadent as apple pie. Afforded by little, however, due to the stressors of life or "vultures" who are responsible for bursting that bubble of tranquility. Though still, just as sweet. Great read.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Laurierose for your kind comments.

Chris

[KeeD]

I appreciate that the rhymes were not forced, I can truly feel the poets message. We live in troubled times and although we're in a comfortable bubble that protects us immediately, we need to wake up and smell the coffee. It doesn't even have to be political or worldly, sometimes we suffer attacks from the ones we love and trust and no bubble was ever meant to last. Thought provoking, I've started to follow your trend, you're not only writing artistically you're also providing your readers with the ability to think and understand your message and reflect on it. Writing not just to inspire but to reflect on, impressive stuff!

[Chris Shaw]

We do indeed live in troubled times, more dangerous now than it's ever been before in my lifetime. We can't hide from it, protecting ourselves in a bubble. All bubbles have the habit of bursting. If I made you think, then job done. Really appreciate the fact that you have come back to read a second poem. Thanks

Chris

[Lola_Bee]

I love this, the description and explanation of your poetry is sweet yet sad. good write

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Lola bee. I wrote this on day when the news was filled with hatred. That's not my normal mood. Pleased you left a comment.