Wednesday 5 November 2014

Remember Remember

Flash bang
Zip zap
Crashes flashes
Smell of smoke
Flames rush skywards
Showers of sparks
Smell of chestnuts
Black hot spuds
Treacle toffee
Sticky and sweet
Rockets soar
Bangers bang
Roman candles
Golden spray
Light the sparklers
Twirl them round
Persistent patterns
Linger long
Embers glowing
Huddle round
Crisp and frosty
Warming hands
In the distance
Fading bangs
Waving torch
We wander home
The guy is gone
We sing his song
Remember, remember
The 5th of November

Not about memory but the childish pleasure of noise and light and very load bangs. The irony is most people have forgotten or never knew what it is they are remembering...

Alistair Parker
5th November 2014

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