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Jul 25, 2022
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Happy Birthday, America
A large spread of
Grilled hamburgers,
Crisp
Watermelon,
Creamy potato
Salad, and
Cold sodas.
Candles lit into
The ether,
Sparkling and banging
To remind us to celebrate.
Some professional.
Some amateur.
All spectacular.
Take a moment
To be thankful
For our freedoms
And to remember
Those lives cut
Short to protect it.
It is somber
And rowdy
Like America.
About This Poem
Style/Type: Free verse
Review Request Direction:
How was my language use?
What did you think of the rhythm or pattern or pacing?
How was the beginning/ending of the poem?
Is the internal logic consistent?
Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Editing Stage: Not actively editing
Comments
Rosewood Apothecary
2 years 11 months ago
It’s every July 4th party
I have ever attended. I can smell this poem when I’m reading it. Standing in my aunt’s yard 7 years old lighting off fireworks no child should have been allowed to have…Roman candle sparks in my sister’s eye… welcome to the site.
What sweet nostalgia,
I love it,
Tim
Jackweb
2 years 11 months ago
The imagery!
I liked the use of visual imagery in the poem. It stimulates ones appetite.
It reads:
A large spread of
Grilled hamburgers,
Crisp
Watermelon,
Creamy potato
Salad, and
Cold sodas.
.