Popping Bubbles

Popping Bubbles


a man expected to live through his troubles

while DREAMS fill his head like bubbles

Like a child given a wand for fun

watching each bubble, pop one by one

leaving no more, than what was there

a warm feeling and a drop of air

but foolishly these bubbles silence his cries

the bubbles are the will a man needs to survive

as each bubble pops a little piece of him DIES


8 thoughts on “Popping Bubbles

  1. Percy…I’ve got to say, this one really spoke to me. I love how you took the bubble concept and turned it into such a potent write. I always refer to us and our individual bubbles, so needless to say, LOVED the concept. Yet another much enjoyed write, that I just had to share! 🙂 Sorry it took me so long to get here!

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