Bubbling

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Sort of a random poem I wrote kind of recently. Feel free to rip it to shreds if you wish to, but I'd really appreciate some tips on how to improve. I hope you like it. :)

Bubbling, bubbling,
A white sea of foam.
Happily, happily,
through it my child roams.

Oh, how careless these days
When a bathtub of bubbles
Was an intricate maze.

Smiling, giggling,
Everything is fun.
But sore arms, back ache,
When I clean the bubble scum.
Do we not all agree to call rapid thought and noble impulse by the name of inspiration?
- George Eliot


"It takes ten times as long to put yourself back together as it does to fall apart."




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words I would take out

Bubbling, bubbling,
A white sea of foam.
Happily, happily,
through it my child roams. This line made me think of a beach not a bath tub. This line also doesn't go with the rhythm.

Oh, how careless these days

~~~

Smiling, giggling,
Everything is fun.
But, sore arms, back ache,
When I clean the bubble scum.


Hope I helped,

A. S.



Surround yourself with people who are serious about being writers, and who will tell you, ‘Hey—you can do better than this.’ Who will be critical of your work, but also supportive. And who will not be competitive in a negative way.
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