Friday, January 11, 2008

Bubbles

Bubble specs,

Glasses of colours,

Upside down images,

Weird proportions.


Pop one goes,

Followed by another,

A clean scent fills the room with flowers.


Little Anne screams when the shower turns,

Oh look!

The clock chimes,

5 to nine.


A cloud of steam fogs,

The mirror has seen,

Some blurry view of another’s wink.


The water drains,

Swirling clean.

Bubbles burst, a click within.

Little Anne’s clean and out she goes,

A terry towel held on hold.

Mummy’s here and it’s time for bed,

So tonight’s adventure will be left for another day.

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Hey it's Davita here, just wanted to post this =)

It seems a little empty up here.

4 comments:

Unknown said...

A charming and light-hearted poem, in my opinion.

I would like to comment on one type of literary device, that is, imagery. The poet's writing technique helps readers to conjure an image of a little girl enjoying her bubble bath in the bathroom and having a ball (a lot of fun)! Don't we all tend to let our imaginations wander when we are totally engrossed in interesting activities? It is also so much fun to play with a steamed-up mirror that presents a blurry picture of us!

Would anyone else like to critique this poem? You may wish to comment on its typography, speaker, persona, voice, rhyme and rhythm and etc. Please apply what you have learnt in class. Don't be concerned about giving "wrong" answers. ;)

Anonymous said...

Hi everyone, its Asidah and Era here.

The poem uses rhythm "5 to nine." and also imagery. Yeah, we think thats all for now. We'll try to comment again.

Fatinah Ok said...

The poem is really lively.It makes me wonders and travel back to the past when I'm really enjoying the fun playing with bubble bath etc.Reminds me when I'm young.Such nice& cutesy memories!

Anonymous said...

this poem reminds me of the times when i am a kid. playing with bubbles and mekes relive those times when the clean scent filled the bathroom.