FLASHES OF BLUE LIGHT

poem of a true event

 

 

Ambling across the dusty gravel

path, reflections, of  some hopes,

conundrums and misdemeanours,

(or errors rather), drift in and out of

consciousness,

from the recent past.  Distant, yet

         unfailing amusements murmur,

in to a pacified rhythm. Solitary

exaltations, shimmer, safely in the

night fall glimmer.

Then in a brash,

hazardous sweep,  they elapse in

to a wave of abrasive sounds, this

is  sudden, my heart, inadvertently

pounds; I hear, various

sirens, the intermittent pace of a

heavy moving vehicle, I  hear

enduring drones, of  heightening

frantic commotions. Unexpected

flashes of the bluest cobalt lights,

flicker in to orange then white, in,

and out of sight.  A toxic air affects

my squinting

eyes. The road is cordoned off, a

police car  pulls up. I feel a

dangerous

heat, I smell, intensive, smoulderings

of synthetic. All that roams

in the air so hectic, are burning electrical

wires. the flames burn  brutally,

the  smoke filled chaos is

affronted by the green and yellow

ambulance service. Thankfully,

mercifully,

there are, no deaths,

there are no casualties.

I join the onlookers, we watch the

fire fighter's  bravery, we watch

the ambulance operate efficiently.

We see the family, who have escaped,

they hug, they console each other.

Two small children and their mum,

 are evidently traumatised. Tonight,

 I feel considerably thankful

 that they have survived .

 

I feel glad to be alive.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

Sadly this occurred around 10 pm last night, on Wednesday May 14th 2012

Reviews

[Fabian G. Franklin]

I like the way you portray the accident. As far as technical assistance, "onlookers" is one word and the word "cobalt" needs your attention. Also, "traumatize" has a z in place of an s. Just a bit of proofreading help with this well crafted piece; I enjoyed the read.

[SHEEMA HUQ]

Hi there Fabian, apologies for this delayed reply! The US spellings are in the main with a 'z', whereas in the UK,' we', (those who can spell or at least attempt to) by and large use 's', though, thanks ever so much, I am pleased to have a stickler for good spelling and punctuation as a friend and reviewer. The other two words have been attended to, much thanks to you!

[John Alexander McFadyen]

As always Sheema you capture a situation and describe it in flowing and descriptive words and phrases.

[SHEEMA HUQ]

I think that this is quite an accurate assessment of this particular poem, thank you.

[Sami Khalil]

"there are, no deaths,

there no casualties.

I join the on lookers, we watch the

fire fighter's bravery, we watch

the ambulance operate efficiently.

We see the family, who have escaped

they hug, they console each other.

Two small children and their mum,

are evidently traumatised."
Thank you for sharing this story in a great poetic form...:)

[SHEEMA HUQ]

Thank you dear Sami, for this thoughtful and prompt review :)

[Sami Khalil]

My pleasure...Any time...:)

[therisa]

Sheema, your words weave a poetic vision of the tragic scene unfolding before you. Leaving the reader, feeling like they are there, witnessing first hand, the tradegy avoid. Thank you, for sharing this experience with us and thankful no one was hurt, beyond material things lost.

[SHEEMA HUQ]

Thank you so much Therisa , my friend, writing this has felt cathartic, it felt like an important verse, I shall pop over to see you again sometime soon, hopefully

[therisa]

Your welcome, Sheema.