Deep in the ocean,
the waters pitch black and merciless,
a fish exhaled softly. And a bubble
was born.
Obsidian
Midnight
Sapphire
Pastel
The bubble floated
to the top, and it beheld
the scorching light of the sun
in its eyes for the first time.
"Hello," said a voice.
The bubble looked around.
"Who are you?"
And so began the friendship
between ocean
and bubble.
The bubble
found its new friend perplexing.
Sometimes,
it was gentle as a mother,
caressing the bubble, singing it to sleep, rocking it
with soothing waves.
Sometimes,
it was a playful toddler,
tossing the bubble around
in its waves, chortling,
wanting to play.
Sometimes,
it was a moody teenager,
grumpy and determined
to flood ships and drag sailors
into its deadly, strangling
embrace.
And through it all,
the bubble rested by its side,
comforting it as it mourned
its starfish friends,
stranded on seashores for the rest of eternity;
as it wept for the coral,
bleached white as snow
by the humans.
One day,
the bubble awoke
to the violent roaring of a monster.
Waves churned to froth around it
as the ocean drew itself to its full height,
looming over an innocent island,
cackling madly as it prepared to wash the life off it.
The bubble cried out, begging it
to reconsider, to stop, and—
a stray twig, swirling in the water,
impaled it.
And that
was the end of the bubble
and its daring friendship with the
unpredictable ocean.
Please give a detailed explanation about the meaning and main idea of this poem.
The main idea of this poem is that there are lots of people who can be unpredictable, people who can change their mind anytime and betray or hurt you, and you mustn't lower your guard or trust them easily.
Please explain your writing and thought process regarding this poem.
I was trying to think of a simile to use in the poem so it would be more creative and interesting instead of just from my point of view, and I was just like, oh, what about a bubble and the ocean? Bubbles are fragile and trusting, and the ocean is unpredictable and can take on many different forms.
Why did you choose to write this poem?
One of my friendships had just ended, rather brutally, I might add, and I wanted to warn others against trusting the wrong people. Always choose the people who surround you carefully, and if you sense that something is going to change, do something before it happens.
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