Constance La France Poet Narrative

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I Travel By Bubble

Did you know that in dreams
and meditation we can journey in a bubble?
I know this sounds outrageous!
But, I often travel by bubble- sparkly, buoyant,
soapy, air pockets to places nirvana,
to Utopia's beyond this Earthly realm.

Beyond the blinking stars,
to fanciful, enchanted places and paradise gardens.
Full of vivid shades and hues of green,
flowing rivers and placid streams, waterfalls and
azure skies and dazzling suns.

And in my mind I linger in this Shangri-La
until reality is calling me  . . .
So, I summon my bubble transportation
to carry me home again.
Oh, some may use a magic carpet to go 
beyond the stars but I prefer bubbles . . . 
Icy blue, glassy bubbles, bubbles, bubbles 
as my mode of travel!

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March 4, 2017

Poetry/Narrative/I Travel By Bubble
Copyright Protected, ID 17- 881-950-0
All Rights Reserved.  Written under Pseudonym.

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Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart March 4, 2017 at 11:09 PM Lovely!

Cheryl Hoffman March 4, 2017 at 8:19 PM Great imaginative write for the theme BW~G/L in the contest! Enjoyed the ride!~Che :)

Sunlite Wanter March 4, 2017 at 7:18 PM BW, I was mesmerized and caught the next bubble!

Constance La France March 4, 2017 at 7:02 PM I am a thinker and a dreamer and my meditations and dreams can take me to magic places beyond this realm, many of my poems are created in these realms of fantasy.