Fire trickles and drips across the sky, old folks huddle and cuddle and babies cry, teenagers squeeze sweaty palms and look up, up way high. Because light fills the night, kabooms bang in the air, conversation stops, jaws drop, we all crane our necks up … and stare. Yes, when those fireworks erupt, when they splash in the dark, when those bright waterfalls drip down into our park, we all ooh and ahh at them big beautiful sparks.
AWESOME!
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Some of my fondest memories of growing up were of warm summer nights with fireworks displays. It still brings me right back there when I am able to see a great fireworks show as an adult and watch my daughter in awe. Thanks for the trip down memory lane! Really Really Awesome!
Love fireworks, and in my neighborhood, they go off in all directions on the 4th of July.
Not awesome: If the “big crowd” consists of your blown off fingers.
Not as eloquent as usual, but still awesome.
With my birthday being the 5th of November (Bonfire Night, for non-Brits), fireworks hold an especially awesome place in my heart and mind. There’s the outer layer of awesome explosions, surrounding an inner core of awesome presents.
I live in DC and going down to the Mall is AMAZING. Tons of awesomeness!
All those ‘oooo’s and ‘aaaaa’s! What’s not to love!
It’s weird but there’s nothing that seems to arouse oohs and aahs in people as reliably as fireworks do. We’ve all seen it all before, but it’s always awesome.
One of my fondest memories was sitting on a dock, watching fireworks explode over Lac du Bonnet, listening to the oohs and aahs from the crowd on the beach across the lake.
honestly, not really digging all the rhyming lately
honestly, not really digging all the unwarranted criticism lately…
I mean, seriously people… isn’t this the one site on the internet that we come to without fail for our daily pick-me-up? Isn’t this a big happy community where we take a moment out of our days, to feel nothing but a child-like joy for all the small wonders in life?
Are we really so used to being jaded and snippy on the internet that we can’t even visit a blog like this without getting in our little digs?
i’m with ya freddo.
comments are meant for feedback. i put in my feedback.
and maybe i like my pick-me-up without a kitschy rhyme scheme every single day. fine in moderation but not for every post.
don’t be so dramatic.
Who is forcing you to visit everyday, then ?
Let the rest of us enjoy without your cattiness
I feel the need to weigh in here – while the poetry can be a bit over the top sometimes, I can look past it to the underlying message with no problem. If someone has an issue, it should be aired – without honest feedback how can Neil provide us with our needed positivity in a format that pleases us? I do not believe that needless negativity has a place anywhere, especially here, but I think that Liz was just expressing her opinion. If we don’t like it, we can say so, but it’s not insulting for her to state her feelings. If it is, then why can any of us leave comments?
Just absolutely awesome. beauty is in the eye of the beholder
I like the smell of fireworks also.
Stick to prose
I love fireworks! We live near a park and they have awesome 4th of July fireworks and the New Years Eve fireworks at Disney World are definitely something to see.
How has nobody put the Kerouac quote on here yet?! Okay, I’ll do it…
“The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes “Awww!
amen.
Loved the poetic writing on this post. Truly AWESOME.
i know! i love when neil does that. i love all his awesome things, so yeah its not really saying much. but i didnt even notice it was rhyming until it was discussed in all that kerfuffle up there ^^^
:D
Ah… recently experienced this… Happy New Year Everyone!
You have an interesting point of view ;)
We all become kids, or neanderthals, again together when we watch fireworks.
I love to photograph is people watching fireworks: the look of joy in their faces is priceless. Here’s one of my favorites from Gasworks Park in Seattle.
I tried to put in an “img src” there, but it didn’t work, so just click on this link instead.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/elisfanclub/726987724/
Watched a great display on vacation from a hotel. Not a fan of “driveway” or backyard neighborhood displays, though. I love to look from afar without the noise!
The way you describe all of these things is just….
AWESOME!
I like to post this comment .It helps a lot.The one thing I do know for sure, if that day comes, is that when it’s wedding cake cutting time, I will NOT make the same mistake I witness at every wedding. I will not be serving Champagne with dessert, but rather the slightly sweet and fizzy dessert wine.
Thanks and Regards
I go to Red White and Boom! in Columbus Ohio every year. The near heatstroke and 8 hours standing is enough for the 20-45 minute fireworks display. And the finale, every year I feel like my ears are either a. going to pop or b. I’m having a heart attack when it’s just the reverb. You watch kids stare up in awe, parents smile and hold hands, lovers wrap their arms around eachother, old folks wipe tears from their eyes. Truely a beautiful moment.
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When I can get past community needs going up in smoke,
then I can feel the magic.
:)
To this day, I watch fireworks with the wide eyed excitement of a child. I love, love, love fireworks!
Everyone does that
Gracias por la info.You son muy útiles.