Bonfire Night – a poem

Light the blue touch paper
Remember to stand well back
Torch the powder keg
And ignite the bonfire stack

All eyes turned to the sky
Catherine Wheels that scream
And witness whizzing stars
A pyrotechnics’ dream

Write your name with fire
With friends & family members
Hoist the makeshift Guy
Embrace the smoky embers


In Fawkes’ Name – a poem for Bonfire Night

In Fawkes’ Name

The dusk is filled with stars and Magic
The smell of bonfire is in the air
The light is piercing thru clouds a-crack’d
Whilst verdant leaves are burnt in their lair

Jack Frost hasn’t paid a visit
He’s unwelcome for a month or two
But Jack-o-Lantern’s burning brightly
In the smoky, dusky hue

Early eve as dark as midnight
Scorpio’s shadow looms ever near
Promises of rainbow explosions
Expectant feeling in the air

Then comes the time for burning powder
Light the blue touch, watch the sky
Autumn’s festival upon us
Whilst nature’s kind hide nervously by

The foxes care not for loud explosions
The blackbird’s song is silenced by flame
Domestic pets will hide and glower
Whilst fun is had in Fawkes’ name