Montreal International Fireworks |
I could not wait to find a few moments to attempt this prompt Carpe Diem Ghost Writer #29, "Pop culture references in haiku and senryu". from our host's Ghost Writer, Jen from Blogitorloseit trying to think of some song, a fad, something that could have a hidden meaning within my haiku and then I saw the prompt for Carpe Diem #581, Hanabi (Fireworks). I started multitasking between phonecalls at work and surfing YouTube for samples of fireworks from the International Montreal Fireworks we have every summer. That is held on Saturdays and Wednesday...how I got caught many times on the Jacques Cartier Bridge on Wednesday evenings coming home, forgetting it was that time of year only to be turned back to take the tunnel Louis H. Lafontaine...not my happiest nights nearing midnight.
I will show a small glimpse of only 2 minutes of the fireworks just so you can see from the view of us ordinary citizens watching from the streets, some are on the Jacques Cartier Bridge {which is closed for residents on both sides of the St Lawrence...I live on the South side off the island of Montreal} and that is the bridge you see illuminated from time to time in some of these shots.
Wasn't that amazing! It is exciting, romantic and I feel like the child within me is reborn every time I see fireworks. I like this short clip because it shows you folks gathering on streets and on the bridge to view the fireworks.
Now I listened to the other video below a few times to catch the songs. I first chose a video of Japan 2013 which is spectacular and thought it might be appropos for a haiku but then I wanted to honour our host and looked for an entry of the Netherlands but as I was surfing for this, I kept finding Italy...so many from Italy and thought to myself, well let's have a look and listen to one and see what that's like. When we look from the bridge and parks near the site on Isle Ste-Helène (old home of Expo 1967 Man and His World) we do not hear the music that goes along with the fireworks. There are a few radio channels that air it live so some people will turn that on so we can hear but for me, I enjoy being dazzled by the lights. In this case, you really had to have the music to appreciate this spectacular show of lights in the skies. Georgia, I hope you enjoy this as much as I did.
After viewing the video, I knew this was perfect for the Pop Culture and Fireworks prompts...and listening was as important as viewing, so this is my attempt...
Great balls of fire
rocking the world,
penny loafers
penny loafers
faint in exaltation
trodden beetles
trodden beetles
flashing love me do’s
no stones unturned
no stones unturned
can’t get no satisfaction,
misanthrope
misanthrope
can’t live without you
disco-nnected
disconnected,
blazing heavens stir
flushed face reflects
flushed face reflects
brilliance of explosion,
transient stars
transient stars
dancing suggestively,
dirty
dirty,
children beg on streets
feeding families
feeding families
hope restored, they chant,
“We will survive”!
© Tournesol `14
Lovely cascading haiku and lots of messages in each one ~ lots of researching too!
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artmusedog and carol (A Creative Harbor)
Thanks so much! It was lots of fun preparing this post, I love music and the Montreal International Fireworks...it was finding the right fireworks that took most time. Have a great week you too! :)
DeleteHow beautiful! I've always loved fireworks myself.
ReplyDeleteThat poem is wonderful. I've done one of them before. It's a lot of fun.
I felt like I was tumbling down a ladder as I read this, but I reached the bottom safely. It was great fun to read.
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Oh my, I am late in seeing this lovely comment...I donèt blog as much here...my haiku are on my old WP blog cheryllynnroberts.wordpress.com...but if I get more of a community feel here I just might return:) Thanks again and sorry for the delay.
DeleteNice poem, Cheryl. It was very appropriate for today as former NYC Governor, Maurio Quomo, died yesterday. He was champion of the poor.
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I did not know he had passed...perhaps I will reblog this. Thank you, Jim. Today is the anniversary of my dads passing...Jim Roberts
ReplyDeletea lovely haiku string, reads like a song; always happy when you drop in at my blog
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Now that I have met more and more at blogger, I may start this blog up again, Renard Moreau has me almost convinced:)
Delete[ Smiles ] Wow! Great stuff!
ReplyDeleteThanks! so glad you commented, I noticed old comments I had not seen.
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ReplyDeleteTHIS IS A COMMENT FOR YOUR OTHER BLOG!!!!
haiku writing in one's head becomes a dangerous occupation on slippy sidewalks :-)
last kick of winter - and one can feel it in the air.
love the "shuffling slower"
amazing one.
ReplyDeletelove the refreshing imagery.