Fireworks

the Fourth of July-
in her moonlit face
harsh words explode

©laurie kolp

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25 Responses to Fireworks

  1. ouch on that last line….and with a crack, it happens just like that…boom!

    they cancelled ours due to lack of power and the heat wave making everything so dry we might just all go up in cinders if they did…ha…

  2. uuhhhh..there’s not much beauty in harsh words that explode.. but i def. love fireworks.. we will have one on august 1st when our swiss neighbours celebrate the founding of CH and on july 14th when our french neighbours celebrate..

  3. Excellent! Say’s it all! Excellent!

  4. ihatepoetry

    Wonderful! Pow! Ooo!

  5. those fourteen syllables really pack a punch! Such a startling contrast between moonlight and harsh explosions. No fireworks around here this year due to drought – but you’re right on that some people can make their own anyway…

  6. ooh, a perfect little picture poem that tells a big story.
    love! happy 4th to you…

  7. Your brevity is absolute brilliance, Laurie!! Wow!

  8. And may those harsh words disspipate into the night air like the sparkles from the fireworks!

  9. my son gets to go tot he 4th of July in NYC, the greatest fireworks in the world!!! he’s soooo lucky

    sonnet 41

  10. Now this is a haiku – I take my hat off to you

  11. hope your day went well Laurie – loved that little ku with the powerful fireworks – hugs Lib

  12. POW!!!!
    if only all that ever exploded were decorative fireworks.

  13. ds

    Boom! Well done. A safe and happy 4th to you, too, Laurie.

  14. A perfect capture for the holiday! Happy Independence Day, Laurie!

  15. Nice, Laurie. Yes, that is what happens.

    Pamela

  16. Love the ambivalence of this – the harsh words could explode as in, be destroyed; or be brought on by the celebrations, i.e. drinking.

  17. Whoa, an unconventional metaphor for rage, and perhaps more effective for that dislocation.

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