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Perdue Poems Sep 5
How do you filter your eyes?

a phone and screen filter easy
a button push to hide the unsightly
tap and your bubble grows
Surely our eyes cannot be filtered though
our eyes are eyes that see unwanted glimpses
of gruesome vile images
constantly

Perhaps our eyes have no filter

but we filter subconsciously
for who wants to see
that man on the street
that car on the road
both who we know
sit and plead
but tricksters they may be
until one day we see
no one in need

Our brain filters for our eyes
so we may see all the blue skies
and any cloud that may block our view
can be hidden for our plane of blue

What clouds your eyes
for your blue skies
Anastasia Jun 25
Time to see
If today will make me buckle
With tears
Or bubble over
With joy
I suppose you are the one who decides that
Johnny walker Jun 20
Lock In my dreams of yesterdays days never
to be again safe In
my
bubble away from the world outside feeling
safe Inside my bubble
of
dreams
For the dream like state
I now live In protects
me from reality outside
don't
watch or read any new so I'm unaware of what's going in the outside world
not that I won't to or even for
It's a world that's never been to kind to me so I'm staying In my bubble of
dreams
Johnny walker Jun 19
Lock In my dreams of yesterdays days never
to be again safe In
my
bubble away from the world outside feeling
safe Inside my bubble
of
dreams
For the dream like state
I now live In protects
me from reality outside
don't
watch or read any new so I'm unaware of what's going in the outside world
not that I won't to or even for
It's a world that's never been to kind to me so I'm staying In my bubble of
dreams
Belle Jun 12
The night flies
As we exchange phrases
That exuded colorful emotions
Dousing ourselves in laughter
Entwining ourselves in laces
Tomorrow does not matter.

Just this moment in frozen bubble.
No one falters, no one stumbles.
Those late nights of deep conversation.
m h John May 10
i stood over the sink
waiting for it to fill up
so i could wash
yesterday’s tears
out of my face
when suddenly
i felt your words
grab behind my neck
and submerge me underwater
i could hear every
hateful word you said
muffled beneath the water
when I pulled my head up
the sink was filled with bubbles
and that was your way
of apologizing today
until you do it again tomorrow
don’t drown in the narcissist words
Seanathon Apr 2
I am a bubble fluctuating
On its way to the surface, evaluating
How it will be to be one with sky again, once I am out of the sea
I’ll be bursting free and culminating into a timeless cloud
Into the air which was always meant to be me
Yes, towards the surface I go to be free
Free - Bubble
Ray Feb 27
I live in a bubble
It protects me from the ash and rubble
My own small bubble
It keeps me out of trouble
I live in my bubble
But now I’m in danger and see double
Who popped my bubble?
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