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Rockets Red Glare

A scent of sulfer fights its way 
across dusk's dessicated haze 
sirens scream for their fill 
working their double patriotic duty 
on this dreadful day 

I muscle another sip of my heritage 
warming as the thin ice melts quickly 
keeping all sorts of burns at bay 

echos fill the sky as light rains 
in amber waves of courage 
where egos speak of freedom 
and children are left to abscond 
from the hollow resound 

one more for the road warrior 
unbeknownst tomorrow's pounding 
will be at least twice as loud

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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Date: 7/5/2018 2:34:00 PM
Well penned Tim...this says so much!...I never understood why we celebrate freedom with the sound and smell of war...I know children are awed by fireworks, but it terrifies animals...glad I visited today :)
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Date: 7/5/2018 6:07:00 AM
Tim, I agree with Brandy and that is such a memorable line you created!
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Date: 7/4/2018 8:54:00 PM
"in amber waves of courage where egos speak of freedom" This thought touches my heart deeply. Yes, there will be flashes of colored light in the sky and so much noise. However, the reason why is truly wonderful indeed. Happy 4th of July Tim. ~ Brandy
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Date: 7/4/2018 7:56:00 PM
Oh, fierce penning. Fantastic. xomo
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Date: 7/4/2018 6:56:00 PM
There are fireworks in your last two lines. I hear them here, and it's still daylight. Well done, Tim.
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Date: 7/4/2018 6:12:00 PM
Very poignant, Tim! You brought us down to earth!
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Tim Smith
Date: 7/4/2018 6:15:00 PM
Thank you my friend.