My half-sister is in Texas
and she cannot use THC.
Her mother moving her there
planted that dark seed.
I am fortunate to remain
where I can smoke it legally.
Their legislators are incapable
of seeing things clearly.
lake
winter frozen lake
ice cracks, frozen bubbles rise
chilled wind, deep blue sky
Bubbles of bliss burst in our head,
imbibed in slow motion,
pure joy of which naught can be said;
motionless commotion.
Mirroring our heartbeat,
felt within as cool heat,
rapture refrains repeat.
God’s sublime kiss ~
Bubbles of bliss
(a dating tale - told in Senryus)
She stayed the night, but
left before having coffee
- that was a bad sign.
He was charming but
negligible - an easy
habit to give up.
He watched her typing
bubble appear and vanish
there was his answer
His date-dar was bad,
she’d left-swiped him in real life,
ghosted like Banquo
.
.
A song for this:
Waiting for Kenny by a Sécurité
.
.
Banquo = One of Shakespeare's many ghosts.
Death isn’t an escape from troubles,
weak hearts do prefer it.
Human souls aren’t water bubbles
meant to fly, burst and quit.
On this earth we are born
to harvest our own corn
plucking out every thorn.
Always be in shape ~
Death isn’t an escape.
1st Place
Bubbles of love trickle down on me high
But to love is to hide in there over
They ultimately all leave with a sigh
They beat me down to lay on me, hover
But I push off and reap what I have sow
Death brushes my cheek with a soft, loving touch
Bleeding profusely, I love now hang low
The reality of life I can't clutch
Black and blue is my skin tone around you
Like the love of a chain saw, cut my heart
Time for me to cut you out, start Anew
So that I could, without you, fall apart
Now standing tall I shoulder no burden
Burden of the past almost forgotten
Today, on a snowy Sunday in January
my thoughts go to how cold it is
and I wonder if bubbles will freeze in the cold?
The former Kindergarten teacher in me
is intrugued and I give it a try
but mostly I froze myself
Smiles out of nowhere
toasting the future.
That clink of a wink
bubbles and laughter
so thin they explode.
You’d kill to hold
for a moment
this flushing joy
inside your palm.
A drop of
blistering
merriment
hits you
like a
shot.
Bubbles live in sorrow,
brief lives, bursting
move, and they're gone
gone—
as if they never
existed before
Pop
Pop
Pop
We wash our sorrows,
scrub again and again, erasing
soap and sin that seeps into our skin
our touch destroying what barely was
Pop
Pop
Pop
I draw air; they vanish silently
in and out—
Pop
Pop
Pop
Sinking silhouette,
dragging deeper down into the depths of despair
nothing left to rise, nothing left to vanish
Here we are
Each of us
In a world
Of our own
Trying hard
To connect
But failing
Again and again.
The solution
You know
Is to simply
Let it all
Go
And let
whatever arises
Simply be.
Is this illusion
The Zenness
Of being
Or it is just
Another attempt
At relevance
In a world
Of illusion.
(10/15/25)
Kissing lips to my glass.
Champagne bubbles dancing up to my nose.
Playful delight on my tongue.
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: 1st place 2026, Honorable Mention 2026
Singing and dancing,
as the last to arrive,
he outshone his brothers
in the Jackson Five.
Moonwalking across the stage,
he was quite the fancy dancer,
but what happened to his other glove,
is a question no one can answer.
Comparing the early to his later work,
you can hear it when he sings,
Michael the 'King of Pop',
put a new complexion on things.
But in '85, with 'We Are The World',
he was dead wrong,
when he wrote the lyric
to the song,
as, from sea to shining sea,
on this globe there is much more,
than only that there north American shore.
Yet, Billie Jean (not his lover) was just a girl
who claims that he is the one,
and Bubbles brought on many troubles,
but the chimp is not his son.
from the wind I come
bubbles lifting my spirit
face of you I reach
drifting like feathers of peach
your voice in echoes commands
After a bubble bath last night
I left the water running
‘O, Soapy Mio!’
Heaven help me
pay for the plumbing
bubbles bubbling up
bubbly from the very start
and then the finish
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