The Color of Fireworks

The Color of Fireworks

A Poem by RachelReaper
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I wrote this because the 4th of July is coming up, hope you enjoy!

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The Color of Fireworks

Every year I go out to see

The fireworks on the fourth of July

Bursts of color and imagination

Always fill my mind

 

First a small red to start

Captures the crowd's "oohs" and "ahhs"

Before moving to elaborate parts

 

A navy blue with a pinch of gold

Looks like a pirate ship at sea

Floating on the winds with the night stars

Their compass pointed towards treasure's greed

 

A huge green spark erupts to hug the entire sky

All I can picture are your piercing, emerald eyes

Peering down at my makeshift campsite

 

Now the explosions light off all at once

Like it's the next World War

Ashes rain down to make me cough

But I only want more

 

Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple

A rainbow caught on fire

Is in our sky so dire

To see the next design

It feels like the night is mine

 

Radio blasting, fireworks smashing

Together into works of art

Like a painter's palette

In the sky but never too far

Out of reach from us

 

Now the finale's finally here

Much to everyone's excitement and cheer

Colors light off like giant paint bombs

Splattering the sky, us, and then some

 

The last one goes off and gets a standing ovation

Entertaining as always, I can't wait for next year's

Bigger, brighter, and louder participation

 

Now as I pack up the tent and the chairs

I think to myself I could write a poem about that

But the thought always seems to flit from my mind

Just like a firework, gone in a flash

 

 

© 2012 RachelReaper


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This is pretty darn good, I like this

Posted 12 Years Ago


RachelReaper

12 Years Ago

thank you for the review
rnuff

12 Years Ago

not a problem, ya know you're very talented.
RachelReaper

12 Years Ago

:)
A really good poem describing the fun of the 4th of July celebration the birthday of the United States. Very colorful poem, full of excitement and fun!


Thanks for posting your poem in my group: Shades of Light.

Posted 12 Years Ago


This was really good in a conversational type of way. Last stanza is perfect.

Posted 12 Years Ago


and now you have gone and written a poem about it! and well done, I might add. The excitement of fireworks is difficult to put into words, and you've done it well! Thanks for posting- now to check the newspapers, when are the next fireworks happening?


Posted 12 Years Ago


i really like firework..
and i really like this poem too.. :)

Posted 12 Years Ago


This is so wild! I don't know how, that's just how I am. ;)

Posted 12 Years Ago


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wonderful interpretation of the fireworks...its so vivid and imaginative. i enjoyed it.

Posted 12 Years Ago


Wow. This is really good! Awesome imagery. Very vivid. Love the beautiful descriptions. Very good!

Posted 12 Years Ago


This one is filled with so much visual and auditory images. I clearly saw the fireworks being referred to by the poetic persona. I also heard the thundering sounds of the sky-rocketing fireworks and the roaring thunders of the crowd. The theme also holds a good value. Somewhere on my mind, I pondered upon colorful events in my life. Like what you said in the poem, it's not everyday that you experience seeing beautiful colors. It even hurts sometimes that after the colorful exhibit of fireworks comes a view of the dark sky. Life really has its way of letting us have a taste of colorful and dark moments. (=
Nice write. (=

Posted 12 Years Ago


Love it! Your description is beautiful :) Ha I totally want to celebrate 4th of July now!

Posted 12 Years Ago



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