"Blowing Bubbles" by Giuseppe Magni‘Bubbles’ by Ann Christine Tabaka The Society April 11, 2018 Beauty, Children's, Poetry 11 Comments Glistening orbs Dance on air Drifting skyward Without a care Iridescent spheres Shimmering bright Reflecting prisms In the sunlight Luminous globes Fragile and frail Constructed of A diaphanous veil Fleeting bubbles Bursting free Illusive sight Imparting glee Born in Wilmington Delaware in the early 1950’s, Ann Christine Tabaka has been writing poems and rhymes since her Junior High years. She lives with her husband and two cats and was a Fine Arts Major in college. NOTE TO READERS: If you enjoyed this poem or other content, please consider making a donation to the Society of Classical Poets. The Society of Classical Poets does not endorse any views expressed in individual poems or commentary. Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window)Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Trending now: 11 Responses Joe Tessitore April 11, 2018 A joyful way to start the day (didn’t mean to rhyme) ! Well done! Reply Christine Tabaka April 14, 2018 I love the rhyme, and I do it all the time myself! THANK YOU Joe! Reply Trevor Siggers April 11, 2018 What a beautiful piece – seemingly so simple but so intricate and carefully formed – perfect. Thank you Ann for inspiring me. Reply Christine Tabaka April 14, 2018 You honor me Trevor! Thank you so kindly! Reply Satyananda Sarangi April 11, 2018 Greetings for the day! Short and beautiful – the poem travels straight to the heart. Regards Reply Christine Tabaka April 14, 2018 Thank you so much Satyananda, I am grateful for your kind words! Reply David Paul Behrens April 11, 2018 Cute poem. All you need is bubbles to forget your troubles. And I meant for that to rhyme. (That was for you, Joe.) Reply David Paul Behrens April 11, 2018 The more I read this poem, the more I want to go out into the sunshine and blow some bubbles. Calling it “cute” does not go far enough. It is beautiful. Reply Christine Tabaka April 14, 2018 Why thank you so much David. I still love blowing bubbles in the sunshine, and I am 67 years old! I appreciate your lovely compliment! David Hollywood April 14, 2018 What a lovely light relief. Thank you. Reply E. V. "Beth" Wyler April 14, 2018 I enjoyed reading “Bubbles”! (You know “Bubbles” is a successful poem when it prompts a reader to feel as if she’s on the set of the Lawrence Welk show!) I look forward to reading more of your work. E. V. Reply Leave a Reply Cancel ReplyYour email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email. Δ This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.
Christine Tabaka April 14, 2018 I love the rhyme, and I do it all the time myself! THANK YOU Joe! Reply
Trevor Siggers April 11, 2018 What a beautiful piece – seemingly so simple but so intricate and carefully formed – perfect. Thank you Ann for inspiring me. Reply
Satyananda Sarangi April 11, 2018 Greetings for the day! Short and beautiful – the poem travels straight to the heart. Regards Reply
Christine Tabaka April 14, 2018 Thank you so much Satyananda, I am grateful for your kind words! Reply
David Paul Behrens April 11, 2018 Cute poem. All you need is bubbles to forget your troubles. And I meant for that to rhyme. (That was for you, Joe.) Reply
David Paul Behrens April 11, 2018 The more I read this poem, the more I want to go out into the sunshine and blow some bubbles. Calling it “cute” does not go far enough. It is beautiful. Reply
Christine Tabaka April 14, 2018 Why thank you so much David. I still love blowing bubbles in the sunshine, and I am 67 years old! I appreciate your lovely compliment!
E. V. "Beth" Wyler April 14, 2018 I enjoyed reading “Bubbles”! (You know “Bubbles” is a successful poem when it prompts a reader to feel as if she’s on the set of the Lawrence Welk show!) I look forward to reading more of your work. E. V. Reply
