The city in which I reside will no longer
allow backyard fireworks after this year.
I have so many fond memories as a kid
lighting off our own fireworks in the
neighborhood. T’was always fun,
adventuresome and even a bit
mischievous and dangerous.
So I present an Ode to Fireworks,
by Aden Asoll as the last backyard
event comes to an end but will
never be forgotten.
Ode To Fireworks
It is such great unity That appears amongst the beauty Of the bright light display? Such color, such energy within celebration, Such a vivid canvas of man-made creation That sparks with flair and passion; To fall into the fog Like all dying illusions. Yet it is what it does for us: Where we are drawn from our furnishings That we clean in intervals, Closing outside to a regular schedule, Remaining well lit and sheltered Resting our minds so dimly upon the Soft and empty cushions And hugging at the blind comfort Of cover. We are drawn from this facade By another in itself. Which brings us out like a beacon Part Devil, half Eden To then fade away Like all illusions, Leaving us quiet, Revealing deepened images. Exposed to chill Peace climbs through our bones. Let us stand together, Embrace The great power that connects us; The great unity Amongst such beauty.