July 4

Sight seeing


Watching fireworks through the trees

Flying flames highlighting lobed leaves

With every burst nature’s revealed

Pulsing as the embers cartwheel

Safe from the rain beneath the boughs


Still able to see all the wows


Watching folks high-end to low-brow

What brings crowds to watch explosions?

They’d run from dynamite or guns

Colorful blasts get aaaahs and ooohs

Somehow these explosions amuse.


(A Puente Poem)