The fright builds up the anticipation even more,
Adds to the effect,
The glowing of the dry firewood,
Orange sparks light peoples faces,
Added participant noises from the pale faces.
Scarves, bobbly hats and thick wooly gloves,
Family, friends, lovers all holding hands,
Little kids with fingers in their ears,
Even some older ones too,
Everybody is one at fireworks night.
Bang, Boom, Crash,
Ahh, Ohh, Eee,
Bang, Boom, Crash,
Ahh, Ohh, Eee.
Waving of glow sticks light up the nights air,
Blackness disturbed by the loudness of light,
Buzzing children running around,
Screaming excitment fills the air,
Then it all starts again-stillness appears.
Bang, Boom, Crach,
Ahh, Ohh, Eee,
Bang, Boom, Crash,
Ahh, Ohh, Eee.
Comments
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This is incredibly original and fresh. I like it that you have your own voice and aren't afraid to use it. great job with this one poet. thanks for sharing. peace and light,
Kendal


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thank you
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