I know that I have been slacking on this blog and I apologize. Many things eat up time and space. Here is something I was thinking about while watching the fireworks last Friday.
Do I want my love to be like fireworks
loud explosions of color
announcing their arrival to everyone
ooooohhhh, aaaaaahhhhh
oh how pretty
the crowd moans
faced with the golden sparkles
vivid blues, reds and greens
but then they fade away
become shiftless shapes of grey smoke
where you can just make out the outlines
of what once was
forced to follow the direction of the wind