Poem: Bubbles of Frustration

By SHELIA BLAND

Bubbles of Frustration

Rise up to engulf me

As I struggle to hang on

To my optimism.

Frustration bubbles

Cloud my vision

As I try to maintain

My “Seeing everything

As for the first time” view.

Grasping at my idealism

As to some coveted treasure

I rescue from burial –

I lash out at the bubbles

Popping them

Sending up little squeals

Of delight with each pop.

Goodbye frustration

One bubble at a time

Steady but sure –

Knowing that even those bubbles

That escape me

Will suffer the certain

Eventual

Pop!

Shelia Bland lives in Midtown Phillips. She has been writing most of her life to help herself understand the experiences and people in her shared world.

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