Bubble Bombs

A magical event

Bubble Bombs

When I woke up this morning I found

That the windows in my room had gone all round and crinkly

I got the iron out and gave them a quick press

It seemed to smooth and soothe them and they began to hum

Though this quickly turned to fizzing

Little pops popped and bubbles burst out of the glass

They flew round the room and then gathered in a cluster

And swooped down upon me like a swarm of bees

They settled in my hair

They didn't sting though, just kept up a quiet bubbly chatter

My hair went curly and some of the bubbles stayed with me

Now and again I pick one out and aim it at a stranger

Reviews

[ANTO]

I don't know how I missed this one Christine. I love bubbles. I love that a bubble colony set up home in your hair. Sheer delight. :))

[katie]

Hah! This made me think of many Hayao Miyazaki's works! (Japanese animation) I enjoyed this! Great work! Keep writing!

[Christine]

Thank you so much, I had fun writing it.

[Woody]

haha unexpected ending. I like it.
a light-hearted poem and funny,too. my type of poetry :)

[Christine]

Thanks Woody.

[Sami Khalil]

A very enjoyable poem to read and appreciate. Thank you for sharing...:).....

[Christine]

Thank you Sami.

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome...:).....