The Jack-o-lantern

The Jack-o-lantern

You pick me up off of the ground.

My color's orange.  My shape is round.

I'm the ripest in the group

So I've been chosen from the troop. 

For you I appear to be the best.
That's why you took me from the rest.
With some great skill you carve a face
Where once before was empty space.
Now I have two eyes that can see
And a smile that's rather scary.
You gaze upon my new expression
And take delight in your success in
Your new and eerie decorative piece
Which on Halloween you will release.
Now you're all set. Your carving is done.
Your front stoop will be a scary one.
Your jack-o-lantern this spooky night
May give trick-or-treaters quite a fright.

Here's another poem to celebrate this current season.  This was actually one that I had saved in here for about a month, and just never finished.  Hurray for Halloween, fall, October, and for finishing something!  I love the fall.  I'm sure I've said that several times in this blog already on other posts.  :-P  Anywhooo...  I got to carve a pumpkin this year.  It was by my front door.  Sadly, they never last long enough.  He wasn't able to sit there for long.  He had to go yesterday.  :-(  But, seeing him whenever I went out or in of the apartment was always fun.  Decorations always seem to put me a smile on my face.  It's always fun putting things up and getting festive for whatever holiday/season it is.  Taking them down on the other hand.......that's a different story.  I also got festive with my feet too.  :-P  I painted my toes with some orange and then some glittery black crackle nail polish.  Just ignore my ugly scar from my foot surgery.  Happy Halloween!

Expired Inhabitants

It has been WAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYY too long since I last posted.  I apologize to any of you out there who actually keep up with my writing.  I did have my fall break and I was able to write a few things while I was gone.  (I didn't have internet where I was, otherwise I would have gone ahead and posted them.)  Here is one of the poems I wrote.  It's kinda in honor of the fact that it is October and Halloween is coming up and also that The Walking Dead season 4 has started and that show is awesome.  I'm sure you know the topic of the poem now.  Zombies.  Fun stuff.  I will try to write some more and get some more posts on here soon!  Enjoy this zombie poem for now.

Expired Inhabitants

The world seems abandoned,

But only of those from the living population.

There are those remaining

Who walk this vacant yet occupied world.

Most limp and falter

With a constant lethargy.

Struggling onward

Towards an unknown,

unattainable destination.

A destination that doesn’t exist.

For them, time is their only abundance.

Nothing from their former humanity is important

They are but forgotten corpses.

Soulless shells.

The walking dead.

For them, there is only one necessity.

An essential sustenance.

It urges them to

They do not relent

Until their cephalic hunger

Is satiated.

But even then

It is invariably never enough.

The Ghost

The Ghost

There was a ghost
Who was the most
Frightening of them all.
He would scare
Here and there
On Halloween in fall.

Howling at night

Giving a fright

Using all his scaring smarts.

He would rattle some chains
And his ghostly remains
To put fear in others hearts.

Here's a little poem that I quickly (and poorly) wrote in the spirit of Halloween.  I know I've been behind with posts and I've been having some trouble with my creativity when attempting writing.  I hope with my fall break coming up I will be able to get back to that and maybe get ahead a little bit.  Share, comment, and let me know what you think.  Maybe take a peek at some of my other poems.