Figments in Fireworks

Whish
         Whreeeoo




Wroom
                
            

Fledges of the night awaken.

In wheels of light they whirl.
Smoke scents the air.

A few collect in sprints to orange. 




Dapples spreckle in aubergine.

The nighthawk erupts his rays of gold.

An explosion in tango feathers the finale.