Wednesday, November 2, 2016

Jan Dean # 2 Swoosh

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.

3 comments:

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

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

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

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