Alexander Seal Poet Narrative

Fireworks

The cold night is awoken and warmed 
A family of excitement ready to release their arsenal
Stored under the stairs until the big night
Let the show begin:
Traffic lights – whoosh colour changing
Rockets – whoosh bang screeching
Jack in the box – whoosh bang-jumping
Sparklers – whoosh fizzle-sparkling
Catherine Wheel – whoosh dizzy-spinning
The big one at the end

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Skat A May 24, 2015 at 12:05 AM WOW, Alexander. Enjoyed:) Thank you for sharing your poem. Goodnight **SKAT**

Cynthia Buhain-Baello May 23, 2015 at 4:30 AM A very detailed and defined write on fireworks and its kinds -interesting and enjoyable to read. Alexander Seal May 23, 2015 at 6:47 AM Thank you. Its a shame I cant go wild with my boyhood firework displays anymore! Cat and young toddler to think about!