The End of Joy #poetry
Ohhh joy filled bubble
having popped too soon
prismed color exploding
absent is beauty and ceremony
no ooos or ahhs
no longer floating on a warm breeze
a colorless
feelingless
vapor of nothing
now that you are gone
The challenge at Poetry Jam at http://poetryjaam.blogspot.com/( so how do you feel?) was to explain a feeling using something tangible. Remember for a moment when in your glee you had created the roundest, most colorful buoyant shape with just a blow of air from your lips? The joy could not be contained. It is understandable why the moment of pure joy is a tremendous loss when the creation pops at the height of its moment of beauty.
Guess this could represent a number of things in life….as usual enjoyed your writing.
Always someone waiting to burst our bubble isn’t there!
Your response to the prompt this week is wonderful … bubbles of joy popping too soon is creative and real.
The art of letting go–but not SO SOON! NOT NOW!
(If not now…..when?)–no grin!
What a beautiful poem. You’ve really captured that childlike excitement!
Beautifully done!
no ooos or ahhs
no longer floating
The imagery of bubbles (popping) is a PERFECT tangible for an emotion. Glad you and your girls are doing well !
Beautiful images of joy. Excellent tangible description of a feeling. Thanks for sharing this.
I love this – AND the pictures!
enjoyed.