Fireworks

Fireworks

A Poem by Christina May Shanaberg

FIREWORKS

 

Cascading diamond colors

Floating down from heaven;

Children, fathers, and mothers

Gazing up at the evening;

Exploding sight and sound,

Highlighting the crowded park;

Sitting quietly, on the ground,

Waiting for beauty, in the dark;

The sky alive with stars,

Falling to earth in patterns,

Like fireflies in jars;

Excitement, while the lamp burns;

The gleaming shower ends

And everyone travels home;

Again, reality begins,

When the fireworks are gone.

© 2010 Christina May Shanaberg


Author's Note

Christina May Shanaberg
I love fireworks and the Fourth of July! I got married on the Fourth of July to my second husband; the best part of the marriage, other than my kids!!

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' The sky alive with stars, Falling to earth in patterns, Like fireflies in jars; '

what a great description, absolutely lovely. I think this is an exciting as well as wonderful write about fireworks, about the day .. your words are like another celebration of a sky filled tribute.


Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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wonderful poem Christina!

Posted 8 Years Ago


I really like this. You really capture the beauty of fireworks and i love the "reality begins" bit. Makes the fireworks seem all the more amazing.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Dear Christina,

Yes,

"Again, reality begins,
When the fireworks are gone."

And this is not just about fireworks!

Another beautiful and simple piece. I think the best pieces are simple, or at least simple in spirit--had to say that since I write some complex works.

But this is a really nice one. How uplifting are fireworks. I think everyone likes them. "The sky alive with stars"! How true.

A piece greatly enjoyed.

My very best regards,

Rick



Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Me too. Have you ever seen the fireworks at Disney world in Florida. Takes your breath away. Since I am a July baby it's my favorite holiday.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

A lovely poem that touches on that nostalgia of being with family. When you are a kid those fireworks are pure magic and when you are grown...those fireworks bring out the awe of the child within you once again, along with those memories.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

The firework are very cool. Create a new feel to a summer night. I like the story in your poem. being marry on the 4rd of July would be special. A excellent poem.
Coyote

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I really enjoyed the flow of this one. The imagery is simply beautiful. Well done.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I could almost hear the thundering cracks as fireworks burt forth in color.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lovely imagery in this piece. I could just see all the bright colored firecrackers. I liked how through your words you made them appear than slowly fade away as the night ends. Kind of makes you think "aww, its over?"


Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Very nice description. Brings back memories.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Christina May Shanaberg
Christina May Shanaberg

Mount Vernon, OH



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I am a former member of North Shore Writers' Guild in Willoughby OH. I have had numerous poems published and letters. I am, currently, working on a screen play that I hope will interest my cousin-in.. more..

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