Bubble Wrap Rosary – a poem by Bruce Morton

Bubble Wrap Rosary


So, I must confess that it was
Wholly with pleasure and devotion
That I watched my granddaughter
Snap, rapt with such intensity,
Joyfully smiling, at each pop.
Methodically she works her way
Through each bead of bubble wrap,
Which I had cut in a strip so precisely
That there would be exactly fifty-nine
Beads. There is no mystery to her
Innocence, nor any meditation in her
Play, no guilt in her distraction. One last
Pop, then there is silence heaven sent.
She looks up at me, no need to repent.

Bruce Morton divides his time between Montana and Arizona. He is the author of Planet Mort (FootHills, 2024) and the chapbook, Olive-drab Khaki Blues, forthcoming from FootHills Publishing. His poems have appeared in numerous online and print venues. He was formerly dean at the Montana State University library.

2 Comments

  1. jeff skinner's avatar jeff skinner says:

    A touching poem 🙂

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  2. Bubble wrap is so fun. Great poem!

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