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Cinquain poem about fireworks

by • January 27, 2011 • Kids Poetry, Quatrain Poems, Riddle PoemsComments (11)4906

Riddle poem about fireworks

Discover me!

Shouting, screeching, flashing high
Immaculate designs corrode the sky
Some call me distractions, others call me art
Discover who I am, thatโ€™s if youโ€™re smart!

ยฉ 2011 Marinela Reka

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11 Responses to Riddle poem about fireworks

  1. DCW says:

    I’ll guess a flight of seagulls. I am trying to remember the song that begins “Your eyes gleam like sunlight on the gull’s wing”. Beautiful imagery.

    Keep them coming; they are fun.

  2. Blond Duck says:

    I’m guessing the planes that write messages in the sky!

  3. Lightening. (:

    That’s my take.

  4. Pietro says:

    Fireworks ๐Ÿ™‚

    Happy weekend, Marinela!

  5. Windowlad says:

    ..hmmmnn… i think it’s love… ye know… the moment it approaches and get thru over it you’ll mess up everything leading you to a total distraction… but if you know how to handle it…. just right enough… you’ll realize it’s more than just it’s called… it’s more than just an art…a song… a poem… and every wonderful thing and thought one can simply grasp… co’z it’s indescribable… i think that’s a nice riddle… i hope i got it right… lol…^^

    Good day!!!:)

    >Kelvin

  6. Leslie White says:

    Aaaaah. Has to be Fireworks! Good one Marinela!

  7. Simran kaur says:

    Hmm…Smart work
    Keep writing..
    liked your blog ๐Ÿ™‚

  8. Marinela says:

    Hello everyone, I thank you all for taking part and trying to find the answer to my riddle. I am pleased to say that Pietro and Leslie found the answer.
    Yes, it was Fireworks! Well done ๐Ÿ™‚
    Warmly,
    Marinela

  9. Deepika says:

    Lol.. And i was thinking roaring clouds.. Good one. ๐Ÿ™‚

  10. Hilary says:

    Hi Marinela .. loved the poem .. and I’d have never have guessed fireworks.

    I love clouds when they seem to create a picture for us .. as they scud, or gently float by … occasionally flocks of birds wheel around creating split-second images .. but your poem is so descriptive ..

    Cheers – Hialry

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