Poems that pursue the horizon from past to present and poems created for NaPoWriMo 2017
Happy Independence Day to all!
Wednesday is an odd day for July 4th. You don't quite know how to celebrate or what to do with it. You worry about being up too late watching fireworks to get up for work on Thursday. And if you do fireworks on the 3rd, you'll be off by a day.
Here in Denver, that dilemma was solved for us through a fire ban. With 9 fires burning in the state, 106 homes (last count) and countless structures lost, fireworks carry a hefty fine this year. Permitted fire shows are allowed, but many venues canceled due to the fire risk. It is, without a doubt, the quietest 4th of July in my lifetime!
Our July 4th expectations were dashed but the rationale is sound. The lack of rain here and the number of fires in the state make any use of open fires a huge risk to life and limb for all. On the flip side, my dogs are chilled and happy!
Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.~~Robert Frost