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.

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11 Responses

  1. Joe Tessitore

    A joyful way to start the day (didn’t mean to rhyme) !
    Well done!

    • Christine Tabaka

      I love the rhyme, and I do it all the time myself! THANK YOU Joe!

  2. Satyananda Sarangi

    Greetings for the day!

    Short and beautiful – the poem travels straight to the heart.


    • Christine Tabaka

      Thank you so much Satyananda, I am grateful for your kind words!

    • David Paul Behrens

      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.

      • Christine Tabaka

        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!

  3. E. V. "Beth" Wyler

    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.


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