01 July 2010
Magpie Cracker
from this to bits
soft pastel flecks
float below screams
of ye-haw! and holy shit!
as crackers
burst a boy's hand
into bits of skin
that glisten
in confetti fallout
on this fabulous
Fourth of July
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18 comments:
boys do love their exploding toys don't they! :)
When my children were growing up it was a battle trying to keep fireworks to a minimum ~ opting for the professional display. To no avail! Nicely written.l
They do, they do, Lisa, my stepson and I looked at firecracker accident victims on you tube this morning. Good Grief!
Thanks for the nicely written comment, Helen.
Glad you both stopped by.
I can tell you had fun with this magpie! Your use of expletives was awesome! Really enjoyed this a ton.
magpie with a bang! nicely done!
Interesting mix of imagery. Nicely done!
And, Happy Fourth to you - enjoy the weekend!
The entire poem from start to end was well done and enjoyable. I could see and feel the events. I pity the boys hand but would not take away his fun before just becuase of fright. Thank you for sharing.
Wonderfully express in so few wounds...boys just have to risk it....Happy Fourth...bkm
Ye-haw!!!
Yes, boys will be boys! Glad to see you all here, thanks for reading and commenting.
Ye-haw! It's almost time to start blowing crap up. ha!
ouch-boys will be boys-if it doesn't make a big noise and blow things up it's not too much fun.
Good magpie
oh love the textures of your magpie...confetti, nice touch...
That was great Brenda, you had me at "holy shit!"...I love the idea of the bits of skin glistening.
- Dina
P.S. Funny, as I'm commenting to you, the young kids across the street just started popping off firecrackers on their front lawn - hope it doesn't wake my kids...
Well, ye-haw, for sure. Fear is poppin' wild!
Love your word choice in this Magpie. Well done!
Boys and their toys. My dad had a firecracker go off in his hand as a boy. Fortunately, the only damage was to the joint of his right pinkie finger. He could never bend the finger again. Picture it: he lifts a cup of tea to his lips, little finger stuck up in the air. Very sophisticated. Pip pip.
Explosive! LOL
Love the picture. Looks like rolled fat quarters of quilting fabric. Calico colored crackers?
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