Charlie Smith Poet Free verse

Guilty, Sir- Contest

A beautifully perfect July sky, exploding in holiday brilliance, held its collective breath as I carefully secured my bottle rocket for lift off.  At that precise moment, Ms. Filipski decided to violate my airspace and with pinpoint accuracy, I scored a direct hit from two backyards away.  A certain sense of pride in this accomplishment was bound to complicated my guilt.  


Father, just emerging from our back door onto my launch pad, bellowing "noooooooo"
in full stride, ran immediately to the site of impact.  My relationship with Ms Filipski and the significance of the Fourth of July were, then and there, inexcusable altered forever. I have yet to see another " rocket's red glare" absent a wry smile.  

03/16/2016

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Andrea Dietrich March 20, 2016 at 2:42 PM What an interesting way you chose to do this theme. I really enjoyed this story from your life. Was the challenge to do it in four lines each part? The top one is short a line if that is the case. (I can't remember now the rules( Charlie Smith March 20, 2016 at 3:27 PM I think you're right about four lines. When I first typed it out on Word it had 4 lines. I, of course, didn't paste it on PS, I re-typed it and now it's three. Oh well...such is life. It was fun anyway. I hope you enjoyed it.

Richard Lamoureux March 19, 2016 at 8:25 AM A devilishly fun write! I truly enjoyed this one. Charlie Smith March 19, 2016 at 12:10 PM I am so glad you did Richard, that was my goal. Thank you...

Bl Devnath March 17, 2016 at 4:42 PM Enjoyable piece of writing on generosity, i feel. Beautifully done. Good luck, bl Charlie Smith March 17, 2016 at 4:49 PM Thank You BL...

Constance La France March 17, 2016 at 1:49 AM Charlie, this was fun to read, I like the part about father bellowing "noooooooo" in full stride, ran immediately to the site of impact, that is so like a father, good write and I like it 7 ~ Charlie Smith March 17, 2016 at 6:31 AM You are so generous with your encouragement BW, I love your comments. Thank you!

Paul Callus March 16, 2016 at 5:50 PM This makes for a very entertaining write, Charlie! Well done:) ~ Regards // paul Charlie Smith March 16, 2016 at 5:55 PM It accomplished it's only purpose. Thanks Paul, let's chat again...

Timothy Hicks March 16, 2016 at 4:53 PM Maybe she should also write a formal apology for getting in your way ... haha. Great entry for the contest ... is the "rockets red glare" a blush of anger or embarrassment? Could go either way, depending on how you look at it. Charlie Smith March 16, 2016 at 5:34 PM She had some filthy nerve! A lot funnier now than then...

Tim Smith March 16, 2016 at 1:49 PM What was she thinking invading your airspace?...W used to shoot them out of or handle bars on bikes. One hit me right above the eye. Couldn't see for about three days. Charlie Smith March 16, 2016 at 2:06 PM You knowwww, they'll put your eye out. Thanks for the tip, sounds like fun.