Firework party, a little early
By Rhiannonw
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Fizzy fireworks, sparkling lights:
no fear here
of ghosts or bombs,
but colourful exciting sights –
squeals, bright eyes,
a rolling surprise:
wheesh, whoosh, swish!
a rocket’s little shriek,
cold nose, pink cheek.
Melting marshmallows,
and the delight
of
holding
a
sparkler
in
the
dark
November night!
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You've encapsulated all the
You've encapsulated all the sights and sounds of Fireworks night brilliantly with this poem Rhiannon.
Jenny.
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"Fizzy fireworks, sparkling
"Fizzy fireworks, sparkling lights:
no fear here
of ghosts or bombs.."
The joy just jumps out of this poem. Perfect for this time of year. Just lovely, Rhiannon :)
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a humble sparkler!
Holding a sparkler is always a delight and with kids around especially! I have a close friend who's birthday is on Guy Fawkes (or something). So I wish him the best,
& Nolan
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"wheesh, whoosh, swish!
"wheesh, whoosh, swish!
a rocket’s little shriek,
cold nose, pink cheek."
every year you have a fresh, vivid poem about fireworks :0) Just as with your Springtime poems of snowdrops then daffodils, I love how you highlight special times
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