I love to carve a pumpkin, no matter how the face turns out. The gooey pumpkin innards and the smell of singed pumpkin take me back to early days. I always have candle stubs to light inside and watch the flickering light. It's much spookier that way, but of course I have to be careful. I suspect it's more fun for me than for the children who come to my door, but that's fine. It amuses me each year.
FACES!
Jack-o-lanterns' homemade faces
Teasing, grinning
Gleaming
Bright --
See them peek from
Sills and
Gates --
Will they spook us
On that
Night?
© Karen Eastlund
Thanks to J. Patrick Lewis for this poetic form, called a zeno. The syllable count is 8,4,2,1,4,2,1,4,2,1.
If you start practicing now, you can learn THIS SONG by Halloween.
It's Poetry Friday! Find the whole gang and their poetry offerings at Reading to the Core. Thanks to Catherine Flynn for hosting today and writing about the human urge to leave our mark.
