Bubble Poem by Michael Burch

Bubble
by Michael R. Burch

..............Love
........fragile elusive
......if held too closely
....cannot........withstand
..the inter...........ruption
of its...................bright
..unmalleable.........tension
....and breaks disintegrates
......at the......touch of
........an undiscerning
.............hand.

Keywords/Tags: Love, shape, relationship, fragility, fragment, touch, cruelty, brutality, abuse, stress



Having Touched You (The Boy in the Bubble)
by Michael R. Burch

What I have lost
is not less
than what I have gained.

And for each moment passed
like the sun to the west,
another remained

suspended in memory
like a flower
in crystal

so that eternity
is but an hour
and fall

is no longer a season
but a state
of mind.

I have no reason
to wait;
the wind

does not pause
for remembrance
or regret

because
there is only fate and chance.
And so then, forget...

Forget that we were very happy
for a day.
That day was my lifetime.

Before that day I was empty
and the sky was grey.
You were the sunshine,

the sunshine that gave me life.
I took root
and I grew.

Now the touch of death is like a terrible knife,
and yet I can bear it,
having touched you.

I wrote this poem as a teenager after watching "The Boy in the Plastic Bubble" with John Travolta playing a young man with a defective immune system who risks death for a chance at love.