July Memories
It was the Forth of July
fireworks with rocket sounds
were brightening the dark sky
Small children drew circles
in the air with hot tipped wires
spraying snapping stars
Sparklers were thrown into the air
falling to earth with a curved decent
mimicking the plunge of comets
Landing upon dry grass
quickly starting a spreading fire
frantically feet began to stomp
Putting out crackling flames
extinguished by hot soles
hearts were rapidly pounding
Nervous laughter erupted
after an impromptu effort
resembling a pow-pow dance...
11/3/09
poem by Theresa Ann Moore
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