Guy Thoughts

Guy Fawkes night came, and the only fireworks I saw were the ones from my window...lame.
All is not lost though, I did get a poem out of it...

Guy Thoughts

The beat of scribbling music

note by note

captures

shimmering sparks

sprinkled like rainbow pencil shavings -

the colours

of a new earth,

frozen outside.

Behold the rattling

stained glass window/

multicoloured mosaic -

picture

of rising muse

sitting in my study.

Guy Fawkes

and his explosive restoration

was good for something

after all,

even if it was

just a scribble.

Richard Thomas