Independence Day
fountains of heavenly hues
firefly steals the show
A Belated Fourth of July
7/7/2025
I wanted to send God‘s blessings to you,
To all past readers, new or true!
Even though I haven’t been here as much.
To all who write to me, I feel your butterfly-touch.
And when you ask me, “How how are you?
Pangie, you doing well? Your cataracts, too?”
You are my very “friendships inspiration bell!
I sense your poet’s heart, making my heart with joy swell?
So to friends who take the time to comment, dear
Or, you soupmail me….when I’m not here.
Know that your are sweetness to me ….
For that, I hold each of you, especially dear.
And so when I saw the fireworks last night,
Your faces, kind words, kept me joyful and bright!
With a warm, patrioitic, hug!
Pangie
The Fourth of July is almost here,
it will be hot but will it be clear?
Fireworks made me pee my pants,
all wet but I will still dance.
Pretty colors do not run in fear.
Dear, get me a cocktail, ... those fruity ones,
Me with no glasses, ... No miss, errs or runs,
saluting sounds of conscience
smoking fumes are obnoxious
he strayed, two sunbathed girls, "Dears, it's the guns."
A dolphin ride in a lake that's green
While covered in a greasy sheen
Cooking under my sunscreen
My father throws me high
Hungry now and out of breath
Underwater I go deaf
Splashing up to see what's left
Of sandwiches to try
Fireworks explode above
Mother hugs me, full of love
And I fit just like a glove
Oh, Fourth of July
Driving carefree through the herbaceous desert, Ruby and I
Off to meet up with family and friends this Fourth of July
Word games banter, years renewed, time gently drifts away
A sweet time sweeps by on this rehabituating Independence Day
Golden moonflower
Rising in your periwinkle sky
As chrysanthemums bloom and die
In bursts of sparkling showers
You shake your head and sigh
Watching into the wee hours
With all your silent, godly powers
As we ignite July.
Gathering, waiting
As dusk settles near,
Patiently anticipating
To watch and to hear
The first shooting spark
To utter a boom,
And fill up the dark
With a crackling bloom
Familiar faces angled
To get the best view,
Of a sky spangled
With red, white and blue
Joined by the fireflies
And their show of light,
'Til the last firework dies
On one July night.
Firecracker, look at you go
Sparking, spitting, flying by,
Putting on quite a show
For every Fourth of July
Bang! There goes the first
Crack! Goes number two,
Snap! The third one burst
Pop! For the red, white and blue
Let freedom ring out
Independence for us all,
One day a year to shout
Hear all voices call
When we can't say this
And we can't do that,
In a country amiss
Where freedom's at
Long gone is the way
Of such prim and poise,
Today, all of us can say
Let's make some noise
Bang! There goes the first
Crack! Goes number two,
Snap! The third one burst
Pop! For the red, white and blue
Sparking, spitting, flying by
Putting on quite a show,
For every Fourth of July
Firecracker, look at you go!
Fireworks went off on each side of the house
Waking up the hoot owl, the roaches, even the mouse.
Is it the Fourth of July already? An ill-informed hawk said.
I was surprised; I thought this fowl was dead.
There is no celebration coming this week or next.
I saw a nearsighted nun give a tree a quick genuflect.
Fireworks kept going, and I suddenly knew what it was.
My neighbor has dementia, we call him Old Mr. Fuzz.
We tried to call his phone to tell him it was no holiday.
We reached an answering machine, my wife said, “no way!”
The fireworks kept going, so we went outside to enjoy.
There were many people out here – six girls and a boy.
A girl in the crowd takes a selfie.
Her tam o’shanter sparkles
because of the fireworks going off
in the background, and because it has glitter.
At the gates of Moscow
weary French troops run away
hands over their ears, as Tchaikovsky
fires his righteous cannons.
The girl with the cell
is as pretty as her friend beside her,
but her friend outshines the tam o’shanter
as if it were just an ordinary beret.
She has sapphires in her eyebrows.
Kids in earshot of adults
‘wow’ or mouth age-appropriate obscenities.
The limp body of a teenage messiah
is elbowed and pushed around by his disciples.
Several rows back, a woman is laughing
as she cranes her neck skyward;
from the chin up, she looks like Greta Garbo,
only she is short and fat.
Rockets fly like fan-dancing ostriches.
The truncated 1812 Overture burps to a close.
My lens can’t capture the woman
or the girl, or her friend
who now all shine like diamonds.
I can’t fit all of this into 12 mega pixels.
The night eventually stops throwing missiles
at the moon,
the girls, and women fizz out,
the kids continue to sizzle
until they are led away by dark-eyed dreams.
On a snow covered beach in the middle of Summer
Basking in the gloominess of a dark so much glummer
There lived a cow who the cowboy rode so proudly
As he rode past the horse the farmer was milking loudly
Everywhere he rode, leaves were falling from a blue sky
While the joy of Christmas fell upon the fourth of July
We celebrated the holiday with a hot cup of cocoa
And left gifts around the American flag, a little loco
On a snow covered beach in the middle of July
There came the sound of Silent Night’s sigh
Drifting on the air as dazzling fireworks would deny
Today was the day for even reindeer to belie
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July 4th 2021 (LOL)
Watching fireworks burst in the sky tonight,
Performing incredibly awesome displays
Of streamers red, blue, yellow, and white.
Watching fireworks burst in the sky tonight
All the villagers will stop to watch the sight,
While a popular patriotic anthem plays.
Watching fireworks burst in the sky tonight
Performing incredibly awesome displays.
All the villagers will stop to watch the sight
Of streamers red, blue, yellow, and white,
Watching fireworks burst in the sky tonight.
Performing incredibly awesome displays
While a popular patriotic anthem plays
The beginning of many summer holidays.
Written July 4, 2021
Fourth of July
So I thought first of July was the US,s national day
I guess I was thinking of Trump and America first
histrionics and naively hopes the virus killing his nation,
will fade away like the morning mist.
No such luck Mr President and you have nowhere to go
except for down and into the sand of times
that will remember your cowardliness and buffoonery
echoing as Homeric laughter in the sky.
But as I said I wish America well and hope the virus
leaves some alive to tell how Lovely the country was
before it was caught in a tidal wave by the enemy
within, and suicidal behaviour by those who cry freedom
at the cost of the individual.
Founding fathers believed in freedom of the press, religion, speech, assembly, and petition.
Opportunity must be opened to all.
United we stand and divided we fall.
Religious establishment by the government is prohibited.
Trial by jury is a constitutional right; taxation without representation is not.
High crimes and misdemeanors by the president are impeachable offenses.
Oligarchies(Rulership by 'the few') in America must never be allowed.
Freedom is not really free; it always cost us something.
Justice delayed is justice denied.*
Union of 50 states makes up The USA.
Liberty and Justice in America are for all.
Yielding to the will of the majority is the American way.
062220PS*Wilkipedia. Origin. There are conflicting accounts of who
first noted the phrase.#89 in Top 100 poems for the last month.
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