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.
A short story of mine was included in an anthology of short fiction by fourteen of Port Town Publishing Company's authors. It is out of print and no longer available except as a download. Contact me at charlenetess@yahoo.com if you want it.
What began as Songs of the Angelic Gaze in the summer of 2006 continued the following year as The Bridge of Silver Wings, and developed even further two years after that into The Bridge of Silver Wings 2009. Whether readers describe it as a conversa
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A delightful story of a needy family of squirrels who are kicked out of their village, because of their tattered clothes and nests.
Abandoned and in search of friends to accept them, they travel many roads of r
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 ...