Growing Up

A child giggles with glee.
Bubbles
float
chasing
chasing
bubbles
caught
Pop!
Gone.
Bubbles,
giggles, a child with glee.

 

A youth disdainfully grasps
futility
within
soapy
spheres.
Futility
bursts
fragile
bubbles.
Futility
grasps a youth disdainfully.

 

A man respects the wildness,
watches
beautiful
rainbow
refractions,
watches
fleeting
delicate
orbs.
Watches.
The wildness respects a man.

 

Note: This is a set of 3 “skinny poems.” The first poem in the set was originally published at The Skinny Poetry Journal.

 

©2017 Kenneth W. Arthur