Free Cee of Bricks and Bubbles

A BUTTERFLY BLOWING BUBBLES I was catching bubbles in a butterfly net for beauty’s sake Needless ‘tis to say sans any success The second I secured one it would summarily break And I left with but bubbles that burst to confess First I was cursed when the last bubble burst A rainbow reflecting orb that orbited a galaxy of glory But bubbles burst as was well rehearsed And alas a lady’s allegiance became all but an allegory The bubbles were the lady’s biblical sign of sorrow A parable comparable to pain The butterfly net an ineffective trap untamed by tomorrow Because bubbles don’t fare well in the rain That rain was a metaphor for a meteor shower The sky’s tale told by tempestuousness and temptation A symbol of sordidness and a parable of power A fable able to create total alienation Damn girl The consequence of your comeuppance screwed things up completely Not to mention quite indiscreetly You messed things up in a major way By a means of misery only the heartless may You turned beautiful bubbles into beleaguering bricks With flagrantly fragrant candles missing their wicks You burst my bubble of beauty by begetting the misbegotten And now you and those burst bubbles may never be forgotten Because damn girl……….. You really and royally screwed things up So excuse me as I try catching bubbles in a half-empty cup © 2012…PHREEPOETREE ..~free cee!~