Open Poetry #47 |
A Lifting of the Ban |
Sunshine
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A Lifting of the Ban YEA, Fourth! Fifty years had gone by before The ban was finally lifted Yet the farmers/ranchers of the field Were hardly yet to gift it The reverence their own hearts knew That glory must be seen; They worried that their fields of grass And clover that might yet glean A harvest here and to their pen Wrote worrisome words of plight That might a nugget’s light of glory Bequeath their fields to light. Yet from the city confines Where their worries seem far-flung; It appears that Glory sits upright And only our skies seek song The wise ones are out in force To watch where sparks might fall But cheering reaches all the roofs Touched earlier by rains Fifty years without the worry o’fire Yet, nor a celebration’s yell And now I wonder, weren’t we missing What’s kept us from heading to hell? This is what my childhood remembers And now the children of today Might hear the talk of their parents And catch the heart of what they say That our country was founded on freedom By an early morning’s tremendous light And evermore we might remember On the fourth of a new July night What our Vets and current at arms Men have and continue fighting for The valor of our country’s freedom And all that we hold forth I took my pups out for a watch To walk among the gleaming skies And met my neighbors, one by one Who looked up to the sights And no one worried of the day As a day’s rain had fallen hard We sat along the curbs and grass And clapped and yelled out loud And when the fireworks were through We headed to our homes At daybreak the small, worn mess Will be but a memory’s roam. © krj 7-3-2011 "The business of the poet...is to show the sorriness underlying the grandest things and the grandeur underlying the sorriest things." Thomas Hardy |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
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Posts 16975South Louisiana |
What a wonderful message and story, Sunshine. To tempt fate is not a sensible thing to do, and I understand that. Rain, the nurture of life has fallen in abundance so that the fireworks ban could be lifted. I know it was sweet to see. ~ It's amazing how many women a woman can be. ~ |
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Balladeer
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The perfect poem for the perfect day. |
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Interloper
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Posts 8369Deep in the heart |
A lifting of my heart to read your work once again. As always ... beautiful! Poet, said my Muse to me, look into thy heart and write. |
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Martie
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Posts 28049California |
Sissie...Memories continue to be made this way!! |
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