digital pumpkin

[smithpeter]

carve a pumpkin, write a poem, photograph or draw the pumpkin smiling with candles through it's sexy slit notches.
submit to this thread, drain your blood and wax while marveling at the beauty of us each others way with words and image color commentary.
(I have no example at the moment) ((will go to hell or have one soon))

the edit:
there is nothing like a good sneeze in early morning.
some of me gets outside before
grabbed, wrenched and pulled back in to mingle
with chum lung and spleen,
my parts were missed and now welcomed like
never before,

us remaining parts keep figurative fingers
crossed that the gypsy parts return from their adventures soon,
and as dad used to say,
"don't worry, they will be here soon with gifts and treats."

There was not a juicy sex kiss/sneeze till now.

we think we invented lust and bodily fluids

so did mom and dad and Alan and Marie.

meanwhile, there are shadows on the ceilings
where there was macabre graffiti,
shifting shadows in a still, quite room with no windows
or air

 

[Angeline]

What????

Listen smithpeter-o-lantern. I'll get the pumplin, I'll carve it (ok I'll lie and download a pic from the web). Why? Cause I'm left-handed and I can't carve pumpkins. I can't cut with scissors either, at least not without looking like a big dork.

As for the blood, if I don't actually carve the pumpkin, I don't think there will be blood. If I do, there will be lots, maybe a finger. But you'd like that, huh, cause I saw your video on that other site, with the head on the stake or the steak (not sure witch).

And waxing hurts.

 

[smithpeter]

oh, deer come into my yard to eat
the wind fallen apples,
they are watched by my tree bark,
leered at by my golden orb pumpkins
who with out mouths do not
consider oral anything

their one wish is to obtain
arms for flailing,
semaphore, sheet folding,
brow wiping and crescent rolling

 

[JUDO]

I love a challenge! Picture coming soon.

Come, Sweet Jack

Jack O'Lantern burning bright
In the misty pale moonlight.
I'll seek you out and lay a trail
To find your love and will not fail.

A carriage you will doubtless find,
Made from a cousin with spell to bind.
Four mice were changed to pull the thing.
I tried to teach them, but they couldn't sing.

To a castle, the carriage will fly
Up the staircase you'll be by and by.
In a room at the top that's silk encased
While the door creaks open, you'll be faced

With chains, blindfold, and handcuffs galore
Helpless you'll be as we go for gore --

We'll cut off your head
And scoop out your brain,
We'll gouge out your eyeballs,
But you'll feel no pain

As we place a candle to light within
And perch you outside upon your chin.

Jack O'Lantern burning bright
In the mistly pale moonlight,
Don't you have a lovely twin brother?
A matching pair just needs one other.

 

[WickedEve]

sp, I have a pumpkin but it's not carved. I made a pumpkin last month with a photo program, does that count? I don't have a pumpkin poem but I will add it to my long list of must-do's.
By the way, sp, my neighbors are named Alan and Marie. They're very special people. They think they're better than the rest of us because of their names. They need more basic names. He really needs a one syllable name like dog or dough. She needs a "D" name too. Maybe Debbie or something. Yeah, Debbie. Anyway, Debbie did Dough last night. I know because my window and their window was open. She was trying to scream, "Oh Alan!" but all she could get out was, "OH ah, ah, ah, AL!" He kept chanting, "Oh Marieee... eee... eee" So that's when I came to the conclusion that they should change their names. And he really should consider a wardrobe change. That tie with those green sweats is kind of tacky. I guess he assumes that the tie distracts from the fact that he's wearing sweat pants to the office.

 

[WickedEve]

Pumpkin Head

 

[smithpeter]

what ever you say Ms. Eve.
and thank you very much Ms. Judo

 

[Angeline]

Boo Boo

ignore this post. i messed up.

 

[Angeline]

Urp.

The Morning After

I ate too much
it must be said
my mother told me
go to bed
well technically I did

twice

and in between I only
ate 3 snickers 14 reeses cups
some twizzlers and 2 seven ups

and now I pay the price.

 

[OT]

making jack

final soft remnants of former self
and gentle season
gouged, scraped and meticulously removed

insides ripped
torn apart and pillaged
until
only a shell remains and waits
for master's hand

precision point and razor wit
transforms personality bland
into caricature unique

reborn
three point nose and toothy grin
glow from fire hot within


O.T.
stuff

 

[Angeline]

So that's how it's done

thanks ot. my jack-o-lanterns always looked like accident victims--and not in a way that would work for halloween. it's the lefthander's curse....

 

[smithpeter]

when early morning and late at night are the same things
we want heat and chilled places
like I want that one spot toyed with
at almost haunt time
almost and over in my time zone
speaking spooky

there is still a place behind us
in time where we can shove our fists
with sleeves rolled up tight

notice it is a slight ripple in the air conveniently
positioned just about eye level for a human adult
of North American United Inches Of America

 

[beths-virtue]

Re: So that's how it's done

thanks ot. my jack-o-lanterns always looked like accident victims--and not in a way that would work for halloween. it's the lefthander's curse....

angeline ,
dearest, blame whatever curse you want, except left handedness, as i was telling another poet, this is the first year in my entire life i have had to "buy" a punkin, i lament the loss of 10-15 globular orange canvases

otoh, this is the first year my daughter is old enough to help out a bit, although at thispoint , its consisted more of her watching me ... and in her charming 2 year lilt saying "Eww punkin Guts?" the last word said with a rising inflection, making it into a question

at this point shes more interested in the cooked seeds....
food she can understand, butchering a perfectly good punkin, seems a bit more beyond her

 

[OT]

everybody in their box

my jack-o-lanterns always looked like accident victims--and not in a way that would work for halloween. it's the lefthander's curse....

I thought left handers are supposed to be artistic ?
One of those left-brain, right-brain things...

O.T.
scary stuff

 

[Angeline]

Artistic?

I'm artistic with words, but my fine motor skill leave much to be desired, although having now been chastised by two poets about this, I hesitate to blame my pumpkin-carving disabilty on being left handed. I can't draw either, well except for pictures of Fred Flinstone and the Cat in the Hat. Those I perfected over time (mostly between the ages of about 6 and 8).

 

[JUDO]

SP -

Finally got around to carving up Jack for Come, Sweet Jack listed above. And here's the pic down below.


- Judo