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.