Fibonacci created the math
Jeanne created the colors
Fireworks
by Rebecca Kai Dotlich
Emerald glitter
fills the sky;
a thousand dashing
dragon eyes
sparkle! flash!
spiral,
climb —
leaping,
leaving Earth
behind.
Roman candles
sizzle,
shatter,
diamonds dazzle,
rubies
scatter,
spilling silver
stars of fire–
blasting bits
of copper wire.
Sapphires crumble
in the sky,
tinsel tumbles
down to die,
onto city streets
and roads;
CRACKLE–
POP!
The sky
explodes!
–Rebecca Kai Dotlich, from LEMONADE SUN, all rights reserved
I’d like to thank Amy for giving me permission to post a poem from FOREST HAS A SONG today.
Photo and Mask by Jeanne
First Flight
by Amy Ludwig Vanderwater
Mommy, I’m scared to be this high.
All owls are scared on their first try.
My tail feathers feel so tingly with fear.
You can do it. Calm down. Careful now. Steer.
I can’t see a thing through all this black.
Just go to Spruce and come right back.
FLAP FLAP FLAP FLAP FLAP FLAP–WHOOOSH!
FLAP FLAP FLAP FLAP FLAP FLAP–SWOOOSH!
Look, Mom! I made it! Wow! I can fly!
I knew you could. You were born for sky.
From FOREST HAS A SONG (Clarion, 2013)
Posted with permission of the author.
The Vibrant Channeled Creator 