Grenades This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.

June 12, 2012
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The smoke of fireworks
held still in the
streetlamp halo,
the orange illumination
making a London fog
from hooligans' shenanigans.

It was a freeze frame
of some other cosmic time
and place, the stiff
fog hanging as though glued
there in sky. No breeze
to stir it and carry it

The firecrackers crackled
in the background, lit and
exploded – jumping beans
on the asphalt. I watched
these small boys cackle and
duck as though they had thrown
grenades into enemy bunkers.
It was a cruel trick they
played in their heads and
in the blaze of light
from the explosives
I saw their souls
were laughing too.

The crick-crackling
on the side street
echoed breaking
hearts in the summer night's
weird chill. The sound was
the only one,
the sparks hopping in
a tribal dance,
so foreign to me.

I drove on, letting the
smoke hang by its wires,
letting the soldier children
laugh at their black-hearted

This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.

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TickTockBANG said...
Sept. 5, 2012 at 5:40 pm
I really liked how you compared the firecrackers to "soldier children" and the "grenades into enemy bunkers." I think this whole peom says a lot about how it is today, you know? Love this poem, especially the last stanza.
InkWriter13 said...
Jun. 28, 2012 at 5:11 pm
WOW! You are so talented, writer. This is one of the best poems I have ever read. Amazing, amazing, amazing. You have such clarity, such intensity, such insight. You know how to word phrases and thoughts to have an impact, a deepness. Powerful, immense, unique, stupendous. Can't say enough. Well-written, organized, great clarity. 5 stars. Would you please comment on two of my poems (you can choose)? :)
InkWriter13 replied...
Jun. 28, 2012 at 5:12 pm
Maybe The Perfect Fit as one of the two? 
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