In a way, it was kind of his night. Independence Day celebration + 9-year-old boy + adults with fireworks money = Opportunity!

Ready for Poi?

Because you have to test,

Wild Lucas, Steady Daddy

have to experience things with all of your senses,

Fireworks of Awesome

as close as you dare.


You need to observe others displaying both prudence

Boys with Fire

and risk—to figure out why and when and how.


Sometimes you have to feel danger in your own hands

Casting Spells


to learn exactly what makes it dangerous,


learn to harness and create with it,

My Choleric Firebird

learn to celebrate it, and ultimately to transmute it into experience and beauty.

2 Responses to “Fireworks”

  • dakini_grl
    July 18, 2011 at 6:14 pm

    Love love love! I keep coming back to this one. Poetry. 😀


  • Ian
    July 18, 2011 at 8:45 pm

    Yeah, this is an awesome testimony to risk and motherhood.


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