Lately, I've been focusing on using style as well as words to convey the ideas of a poem. This poem has two distinct parts, the first has a broken style to indicate noise and action.The second part uses a more consistent structure with slant rhyme and assonance to hopefully portray a sense of mystery. Let me know if you have other ideas for styles that would fit here, or if you have any other feedback, feel free to comment.
The Fourth of July 7/12/10
Crack!
Flashing fire flies
like lightning leaping
from the ground
to strike the stars,
sending showers shooting
down.
Upside down,
the light goes launching
up, not down,
and leaves explosions lingering,
bursting bomb-like in the air
before descending
down.
But if you plug your open ears,
And throw an ocean on the echoes in your mind,
Something else entirely appears.
Mystic starlight bursts like wraiths
From emptiness in space.
Upstarting quickly, drifting slowly
As some magician's cloak,
Hastened up with smoke and light
To all astonished eyes
Then gently dropping to the floor
To cloak the silent ground.
And all astrologists are dazed
At stars upsprung arrayed
In shining red of crimson wine
Or as the purple night
Or green like springtime leaves that sprout
Up silent from the boughs.
And mysteries that once were known
Are mysteries once more.
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