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Riddle Poem - Fireworks

by • January 27, 2011 • Kids Poetry, Quatrain Poems, Riddle PoemsComments (11)6350

Riddle poem about fireworks

Riddle Poem – 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

riddle poem about fireworks

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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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