Whenever I love something, it’s temporary like a bubble. I see it but I cannot touch it, for it will pop. Bubbles are such fragile things. How can something so lovable be so close and yet be untouchable, unreachable, unattainable? It feels so unreal. I can love them how much I want but I can never have them. Trapped outside the bubbles of my paradise. Alone, watching the things I love.
Bubble child a pretty fragile thing of pinks and blues and other multicoloured hues we watched you with delight in skipping dancing floating flight the wind changed and we moved on I turned to look but you were gone
We have given you all kinds of names But they all bubble up to one. You aimlessly float around, so beautiful, So fragile, Only you have the courage to be so vulnerable.
Around you we shrink and worship your magnificence We want to hold you, But we are afraid, Afraid you might burst, We had forgotten Forgetton your true nature irregardless of whether we reach out or not . You will rapture.
Sprinkinling your remains on us Slowly you seep in. unseen, unheard You make your way to our hearts, again. Ohh love, you are such an interesting phenomenon.
He stared down into the dark, twisting waves, as if a voice spoke to him from the watery depths below.
It seemed to pull him in and pool in him. It swam circles in his curiosity.
The Sun stabbed at the waves, washing rainbows over glimmering abalone. Translucent bubbles danced in its light. Fishbones lay quietly on the ocean floor, forgotten. Starfish whispered to him, tales of how they had lost their arms to the creatures that walk in the sun.
Urchins complained about the oil pooling in their waters. Sharks gave him the silent treatment. And despite the fact that he too had legs and walked in the sunlight,
he knew he was not made for the sun, but for the sea. And the waves whispered his name with salt and foam.
This poem was written in 2016. "Sea" was published in Rose State College's Pegasus 2016.
A many miles seperation can't be what you want up close everything about this exist the way it does in binary code Probably the best way cuz there's no way everything that's said could mean a thing If we ever meet the fantasy is always better than reality