Here is a short poems I read today and liked.
~Cynthia
Soap Bubble
The soap bubble's
Great soft sphere
Bends out of shape
On the air,
Leans, rounds again,
Rises, shivering, heavy,
A planet revolving
Hollow and clear,
Mapped with
Rainbows, streaming,
Curling: seeming
A world too splendid
To snap, dribble,
And disappear.
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