Perfectly formed, perfectly orange, ripe, ready for the operation that will change his appearance, forever, with a face only a ghost or goblin will love.
Ready to have his innards removed, thrown away (or, if lucky, roasted to be a snack, later). Pushed to be the star of the show until Halloween is through.
He lies, smashed and abandoned in the streets, his fall from grace quite nasty, indeed. How it is, the life of Pumpkin. Welcome to Jack's world.
For the past two years (2006-2008) The Bridge of Silver Wings has earned a name for itself both as a series of poems published in different e-zines and as a book first published in 2007.
What makes this 2009 edition a special one is th
Christmas - only days away; plastic snowmen and glowing reindeer adorn the lawns of neighborhoods all across America. All is calm, all is bright, and yet there is something tragically wrong about this Christmas night.
With swift passage thr
thanks for sharing
"BUT"
can't feel sorry for a punkin head
He'll be back next year, like clock work
Peace & love be with you
William
God Bless
Michelle~
Kathy
Love,
annie
Love,
Susan
Georg
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(((HUGS))) and much love, your twin, Karen Lynn. :D
Sandie May Angel :o)
Nice job, Karla!
R~
Salty Walt
cool Halloween poem, Karla ...