My Scribblings

Hope Bubbles

   Tue, August 28, 2007 - 3:07 PM
Hope floats
rises in the air
like a bubble
improbably created
impossibly beautiful
making us look up

Hope is magical
like something that couldn’t possibly exist
and yet there it is
rising in the heart
as if from nowhere
and then
there you are
feeling a little braver
a little more optimistic
a little stronger…

the alchemy of
with possibility.


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Tue, August 28, 2007 - 4:24 PM
very nice
what is funny is now when I read your poetry, I actually hear your voice reading.
You are so good at spoken word. (always punctuated at the end by a lovely laugh)

Tue, August 28, 2007 - 4:41 PM


Tue, August 28, 2007 - 6:00 PM
Wow... I've had a rough day, and this is especially nice on my otherwise dulled palate.

Tue, August 28, 2007 - 6:17 PM
beautiful Caroleena. Blow one of those bubbles over here!
Tue, August 28, 2007 - 7:37 PM
You have such a lovely vision...and such a wonderful attitude on life...and who doesn't love BUBBLES!!!

*runs around in the bubbles*
Tue, August 28, 2007 - 7:51 PM
Much Bubbly Love sent to You!

*speaking of hope - i sure do hope i see you soon!*

: )

This poem is lovely, just like the poetress that wrote it.
Tue, August 28, 2007 - 9:36 PM
Mmmm... bubbles...

I have to agree with Junebug, this is you through and through...
Wed, August 29, 2007 - 12:59 AM
!! WonderFULL !!
Wed, August 29, 2007 - 8:01 AM
I love this photo. I also love how when you scroll down to read the poem, it's like the bubbles are rising in the air. So beautiful.
Thu, August 30, 2007 - 6:56 AM
The anxiety. The waiting. The "pop!"
Sun, September 2, 2007 - 10:59 PM
Thank you. Thank you thank you thank you.