Angela Wybrow

Veteran Poet - 1,727 Points (Salisbury, Wilts, UK)

Fireworks - Poem by Angela Wybrow

There was a definite chill in the night air,
As a veil of wood-smoke filled our Square.
In the air, its rich aroma hauntingly hung;
I inhaled deeply, drawing it in to my lungs.

I could not see from where the smoke came;
No dancing embers; no flickering flames.
The sky above me was as dark as ink,
As I headed indoors for a warming drink.

I settled down and kicked off my shoes,
Then, very suddenly, out of the blue,
Sparkling trails cut across the night –
Filling my heart with childish delight.

In the night sky, far above my head,
Bloomed fiery flowers – green, silver, red;
Up in to the sky they zoomed and whizzed,
Bursting open with a BOOM, crackle and fizz.

Sometimes just one; sometimes three in a row,
Lit up the sky with a celestial glow.
Up in the sky it was all BANG, BANG, BANG,
Whilst below autumn leaves whispered and sang.

Silhouettes of young children, I could see;
Their faces, no doubt, were full of glee.
I spied their dark shapes running about;
Their young voices raised in joyful shouts.

I waited patiently for more explosions to come,
But the impromptu display was over and done.
The firework show had finally ended,
And a sense of calm once again descended.

Topic(s) of this poem: celebrations


Comments about Fireworks by Angela Wybrow

  • (10/28/2015 6:58:00 AM)


    Beautiful rhyme and wonderful narration. The poem carried with it happiness while feeling the running kids with glee. Enjoyed the poem very much. Thanks for sharing.10++
    Ratnakar Mandlik
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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, October 28, 2015



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