Wednesday, November 2, 2016

Jan Dean # 2 Swoosh


A long whistle pierces the night
preceding ka boom. I pull the blind
back far enough to view
fancyworks over on the hill
3-D mandalas of magical colour.
Memories of backyard fireworks
jump and skid. Festivities, so big
they sent fog
all over town. Only a few
midweek explosions reverberate.
Local legend says
the latest load of drugs is here.


  1. Terrific. So like the jump and skid of memory and the ending was totally unexpected.

  2. Hehe...I know this local legend...lots of kaboom around here a few years ago.

  3. Many thanks Lizz and Efi for your kind comments.


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