Peter Lewis Holmes Poet Couplet

Blossoms and Bubbles

Bubbles out the cloudy bong,
torpid girl, sings happy song,

Drug addiction, fells the fair,
flays the soul, with flaxen hair

Fiery liquid, bubbles on, 
spoon’s dreams, blossom on

Absent friends, no help to find,
all now busy, with daily grind

In the night, when rain swift falls,
a friendly angel, stops and calls

Her darling hand and blossomed hair,
searches father in despair

Alas his searching comes too late,
and angels guided to her fate.

Rests the blossoms on her grave,
mischievous, rain bubbles, blithely wave

And here’s a life that spoke no ill;
needle’s death, so cruelly kill.



Written 30/03/2015 for "Blossoms and Bubbles" contest.

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Maurice Yvonne April 9, 2015 at 7:46 AM The biggest mistake we make as a society in North America is how we treat drug addiction. An important write. Thank You!

Jan Allison March 30, 2015 at 11:35 AM Deep sad imagery - I like your unique take on the theme:-) Hugs Jan xx Good luck in the contest