Manchester (Via Rhodes) , 5th November 2018
As the fire took hold of the wood
I watched magical trails rise high in the air
Releasing colourful patterns in the sky
Rhodes ancient buildings painted
Over by Beautiful light
Created by Ignition – rising over walls and
Keep of the old city , bringing smiles to
Excited children and adults alike
Taking vacations on the island
Firing high, towards the stars
is that pocket rocket, we know as stella
rising from her ignition point, she leaves glittery
entrails as she
works her way through the darkened sky
onlookers, smile as she paints the blackness with
really bright stars
kreativ ? most definately
Take care, all, and stand well back
As the organiser lights the long fuse on the fireworks
Perhaps its inevitable to
Expect sparks, that’s why he lit the fuse so far away
Reactions from the crowds, amazed as the display rises up and cascades in the air
A poem by Inkdropk in response to the prompt
The park grass in Greater Manchester looked a little different
November 6th 2016
The morning after the night before
when children watched with awe
at the colourful spectacle
appearing in front of enlightened eyes
The air laced with the smell of Gunpowder
Guido Fawkes’ ghost smiling away
Cinders of wood sit in circles
where warming flames once stood
there’s now stillness, smoke and silence
in the early hours of a cold winters day
as dampened embers force out
The last traces of the bonfires life
a large black and silvery circle
set in a sea of green
Salford , 4th November 2016
Guido (or Guy) Fawkes was the man who came up with the idea to blow up parliament during the English civil war.
Its rumoured he hung out at the medieval hall of the Radclyffe family, Ordsall Hall in Salford, whilst hiding from the Lord protector and his men.
He was caught and executed, but his deeds are remembered every 5th November
You’re probably wondering why i’m bring this up at 0030 hours GMT
Its quite simple – Microsoft decided two hours ago to plant their latest release of Windows 10 on my hard drive….Fireworks of a technological kind.
What the latest build brings to the party is at present – anybody’s guess – I’m sure there will be new features.. but will they have fixed any of the faults reported by me and my fellow users…??? its amusing how this process ran 24 hrs in succession
I sought solace in a new build for wordpress 🙂 and a 3D paint app that was being trialled.
Adobe and Corel’s posts to my hard drive will now surely follow in the next few days.
The scene may say 2012 – it’s a Carbon copy of the garden
this Christmas season
In response to the prompt
Stroke of Midnight
Midnight – the last few seconds of 2015 and the first few seconds of 2016 found me stood outside the front door of the family Lancastrian terrace.
I’d skipped out the back door some seconds before – the streets strangely deserted…firework displays were going off in the northern air and in the distance, I heard the drone of Manchester’s force helicopter swooping overhead as it patrolled the main city centre celebration.
Around me it was strangely quiet – a neighbour passed me as I was waiting by the open gate – off on a walk, he said…New year would have to wait.
And then, I heard two sets of bells. The first, from Big Ben on the telly inside, the followed shortly after by whooping and cheering as the Town hall clock from Manchester town hall sounded.
I walked up the path – and knocked on the door.
And was greeted by Mum and Dad.
Auld Lang Syne played on the TV, as we watched the London Fireworks,
And then, popped out of the garden to watch the Manchester skies lit up with colour.
Before sitting down with a drink of our choosing, to watch Jools Holland’s Hootennany on the Alternative BBC channel.
Yes boys and girls, you heard it here first.
Forget the fact you can hear fireworks cascading out of your windows.
Forget its the time for remembering Gunpowder, Treason and Plot
Scratch all that – Santa Claus is coming! (Have you got your lists in yet kids ?)
I’m saying this with a very heavy heart – because I quite like the Christmas Season. The tree, the festivity, the arrival of the eight reindeer (nine if you’re counting Rudolph) and most of all celebrating the lords arrival on the earth, firstly with the vigil mass and secondly with the slap up feed – Turkey, Pudding and All.
and because our dear old shopping mall has put up the decorations long before they’re due, it’ll be a bit of an anti-climax when Santa and his reindeer actually do arrive.
I’m in no doubt that in the run up to getting the family’s presents – I’m going to be bombarded with Holidays in the Sun from Travel agents in the shopping centres.
and somewhere and somehow – the message has been lost…
Enjoy the fireworks all…the Christmas run-ups already begun.
With Guy Fawkes Night approaching – A Tale of Fireworks
Golden Fireworks over Manchester Town Hall
Flying towards the night sky
Rapid maroons, rise in the air
Exploding in delightful colourful displays
Wiry tracers disperse in pretty pattern
Over the heads of wide eyed children
Rumbles of the rainbows exploding overhead
Keep the awaiting crowds in
Suspense, as the next rocket rises