With a wand in hand, the little girl blows her bubbles
Translucent orbs, reflecting rainbow hues
Floating boundlessly through the air
Soaring and swaying with the light breezes
The sunlight catches each iridescent bubble in flight
Creating a canvas for her imagination before her eyes
Magical paintings of joy in each shimmering sphere
A universe of dreams and fantasies to behold
Like ephemeral whispers of enchantment
Each bubble is a fleeting work of wondrous art
And then the bubbles, so delicate, burst apart
The little girl’s laughter fills one’s heart
Written for Melissa’s Fandango Flash Fiction Challenge. Photo credit: Kayla Farmer on Unsplash.
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A beautiful poem Fandango.
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Thank you, Sadje. I’m enjoying my recent foray into poetry, even though they are kind of lame.
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This one is very good my friend
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Aw, thanks.
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You’re welcome. Keep on practicing and you’ll get better! That’s what I did and people appreciate my work too
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Perfectly written to capture the simple joys of childhood and how magical the world can be.
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Thanks!
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You are a poet and you didn’t know it! I especially love the last two lines. Hearing children laugh is the best.🫧
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Thank you, Melissa.
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Blowing bubbles is a brilliant way to pass the time.
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You truly captured the magic of bubbles… right down to the laugh when they burst. Well done!
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Thanks so much, Leigha.
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You’re welcome.
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