The magic of fireworks
A sight for sore eyes
Darting rockets
spiraling iridescent, neon fireworks
up and above
lighting the pink-violet sky
resplendent glimmers absolving the blues
bursting splashes of luminescent rainbows
pedaling the wheels of wind
millions of flags raised above
celebrate our freedom
come on now and witness
how the green fields shelters a crescent moon
an enigmatic star hugs the crescent shinning moon
a flag stands tall, ever green
whipping the cream
basking in the greens
rejoicing its hard fought freedom
come on, join in the celebrations
a picture is painted
in the bare naked sky
up and above
coiling in and out
join the magnificient fireworks display
the sky, a blank canvas
petalling the rose gold magenta
and shedding the sapel green leaves
dazzled by a few thousand bulbed fireflies
asphalt thunders booming loud
glittering dahlia skies
whirling into spinning circles
spokes lightning buttercup pink-gold hues
patterns duplicating Queen Anne’s lace
cobalt blue skies kissed by scintillating diamond stars
sapphire skies transcends to emerald green
sapping colors from the night
look up the sky
O, so bright tonight
bejewelled by popping colors of happiness
bewildered I stand — mesmerized
surrounded by the color display
a child I’m , on a sugar rush
a candy crush, up and above
I stand transfixed, hypnotized
melted in the silence of the night
such a sight , is this magical night
a tantalizing burn for my sore eyes!
© Dazzling Shene 2021
Thanks Claire Kelly for kindly publishing my work :)
