Bubbles

Bubbles

A Poem by Riley

Slowly, the wand is pulled
a gentle action

with such carefulness;
no reaction

a soft sigh, a gruesome breath
each bubbles leave results in death.

But, what do we see in a bubble?
for four split seconds

we can see a rainbow,
a clear glass,
our reflection

a mirror of soap and water
washes over our sins, our mistakes, our regrets,
in just four seconds. 

Until finally, the winds blow pushes too far
or a blade of grass cuts deep,

the bubble pops, 
our soul is breached.

© 2018 Riley


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That's wonderful combination of bubble and soul. Not for whole time but till it present live completely the rainbow vibgyor until the break. Hopes r too similar for us that's fantastic. Loved...

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Riley
Riley

Watertown, NY



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