Buying Fireworks

[Keith]

And yes, why would he care?
It doesn't get any more poignantly existential than this.
Beautiful.

Especially:

"I can see them on the window sill
wrapped in brown paper,
Standard dark blue,
not to be opened."

Yes Ray, it seems I notice the differences more these days, must be getting old I guess. Thanks for reading Keith

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I most always like your stuff.  You got that weird psycho creative element.  This one in the middle of the pack.  That other one the other day...what was that?  lol  I forgive you.

 I bet you could write a great poem about a serial killer.  I mean it.  In your weird subtle way I bet you could pull it off masterfully without the reader *quite* realizing who/what they are encountering...until it's too late.

Get on it. lol

Ha Ha, its good that you can give me a scale to work on as for Serial killers....you really wouldn't want me to go there. Thanks NN much appreciate Keith.

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I love the focus you use - hand print on glass - ephemeral
the contrast to your son's attitude - someone said 'poignant' but it's slightly more bitter than that.

Hi Mercede, Thank you for your kind comments, yes I suppose there is a bitterness to this because I feel large parts of growing up are being deleted by time spent on devices. I could well be deluded.

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Nice one Keith, I LOVE the imagery, and also the, "but he hasn't collected wood/fought off raids/etc...."

Hi PJS thanks for your comments, you pick out the core of the poem.