
After an Excellent Workout
After an excellent workout, the creative side overwhelms—
The poem explores the word 'bubbles' through multiple associations—from champagne to dreams, brooks to intimate moments—creating a playful meditation on joy, creativity, and romantic connection.
This piece demonstrates remarkable linguistic playfulness, using “bubbles” as a springboard for an effervescent cascade of imagery. The poet skillfully moves from literal bubbles (champagne, foam, brooks) to metaphorical ones (dreams, laughter), creating what he aptly calls “a poetic Möbius strip” that circles back on itself. The opening connects physical exercise to creative overflow, suggesting endorphins unlock artistic expression. The sensual middle section adds intimate depth with “silk on a soft bed of warm bubbles,” while the closing stanzas tie everything together with genuine affection for the Muse. The whimsical, buoyant tone perfectly matches the effervescent subject matter, and the poem succeeds in capturing that post-workout euphoria where everything feels light, joyful, and interconnected.
Rating Description: Exuberant and sensory-rich. The cascade of bubble imagery creates genuine momentum, carrying the reader through a fizzy journey from gym to reverie. The “poetic Möbius strip” concept is clever and self-aware without being pretentious. The pivot from playful wordplay to intimate imagery (“silk on a soft bed of warm bubbles”) is handled with elegant restraint. Occasionally tips toward excess—the abundance of bubble synonyms (froth, foam, fizz, effervesce, lather) borders on overwhelming—but this feels intentional, mirroring the creative overflow the poem describes. Strong closer with the “fizzy alchemy” concept that brings everything full circle. A joyful, effervescent piece that captures post-workout euphoria perfectly.
After an excellent workout,
the creative side overwhelms—
must be those endorphins.
I’m so easily distracted
by a simple word:
bubbles—
again.
A poetic Möbius strip.
Uncorked Champagne
Bubbles rising,
dreams entwining.
Blow them—bubble them up,
froth in a frenzy,
foam the whizzy cocktail’s whirl,
fizz in a fuzzy vision—
effervescently arising
into a lather of gentle suds.
Churn into a creamy cloud,
whip into wispy dreams,
froth a velvety blend,
crown it with a frothy peak—
an aerated, carbonated creation.
The brook beside my path
gurgles and bubbles over smooth stones,
a whispering song in the morning light;
my dreams meld like bubbles to heaven.
My thoughts of your simmering softness,
silk on a soft bed of warm bubbles—
oh là là, bubbles
pearling all over you.
Bubbles and dreams—
rising and popping,
melding in joyful cadence.
Both make me laugh with appreciation,
and love
for my Muse—
in a crescendo of laughter,
sky-bound dreams.
Bubbles and dreams,
a fizzy alchemy of happiness—
uncorked, endlessly entwined.

After an excellent workout, the creative side overwhelms—





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