Boom

Boom

Ribbons
Of
Cloud,
Bruised 
Mauve
And 
Purple 
Stain,
Drift
In
This
Twilight
After
Brief
Rain.
The
Holiday
Is
Past,
Never
Known
To
Last
Beyond
The
Flash,
Crash,
And
The
Bustle
Of
The
Annual
Patriotic
Hustle.
I drank
Champagne
And
Used
The
Time
To
Compose 
This
Tweak
Of
The
National
Nose.
That’s 
My
Way
To
Celebrate
The 
Day.