See the flicker...can you
Gourd's sideways slice of grin?
Who'd of thought he'd turn this way
Casting such an evil glow
Who'd know?
So innocent in youth..young sprout
Spreading forth...green leaves
Absorbing... all the sun bequeaths
Growing larger..
Underneath
Perhaps...it's due to separation
Anxiety ..t'is real
Brothers.. his..in pumpkin patch
Kidnapped...with nare a squeel
Or...
Could be his dappled color
Some green...some white...some orange
Left behind..he's grown..these days
That could explain....
His change ...or
Gutted.. of his decency
This hollow...soulless shell
His carven..tortured.. evil face
All be feared..yet
All embrace
All hallow's eve
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Author:
James Perrin (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: October 19th, 2026 20:09
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- Users favorite of this poem: Tristan Robert Lange, sorenbarrett
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Comments2
James, LOL! I never thought I'd find myself feeling sorry for a jack-o'-lantern, but here we are! You've given me a good laugh this Halloween season, my friend! 🎃🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Haha thanks
Nicely written and seasonally appropriate this poem poetically displays the jack-o'lantern in its glory and demise. Nicely done and a fave.
Tx soren
Most welcome
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