Making Bubbles

A Poem by Pete

As it is, each takes us up into the serene heavens, whither the smallest bubble rises as surely as the largest, and paints earth and sky for us. - Thoreau

loose change 'neath cushions

time, a tale told by blind fools

straws are two way streets

© 2025 Pete

Author's Note

"We see so much only as we possess. Friends — They are like air bubbles on water, hastening to flow together." - Thoreau

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Added on May 7, 2025
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Author

Pete

Boston, MA

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I love reading, writing, music, nature, God and feeling emotion, not necessarily in that order. To me, these things go hand in hand. My favorite writer is Henry David Thoreau. I think he was a geni.. more..