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Weekly Poetry Stuffage > Week 332 (October 19-25) Poems Topic: Candle In a Pumpkin

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message 1: by C. J., Atm Seeker in the "Lin Kuei" (new)

C. J. Scurria (goodreadscomcj_scurria) | 4214 comments You have until the 25th of October to post a story and from the 26th to the 30th of October, we’ll vote for which one we thought was best!

Please post directly into the topic and not a link. Please don’t use a poem previously used in this group. Only one submission per person is allowed.

Your poem can be of any length!

This week’s topic is: Candle In a Pumpkin

Thanks goes to Daniel J. for suggesting the topic!

The rules are pretty loose. You could write a poem about anything that has to do with the subject/photo but it must relate to the topic somehow.

Have fun!


message 2: by Edward (new)

Edward Davies | 1727 comments Title : Pumpkin
Poet : Edward Davies

A candle in a pumpkin
Is something rarely seen
Usually in October
Close to Halloween

Its fire light shines darkly
Illuminates a grin
Flickers in the moonlight
Reflects shadows within

A candle in a pumpkin
Is scary as can be
Brings to mind prickly thoughts
Of ghosts and things spooky

It radiates its aura
Projects its sinful beams
Terrifies the neighbours kids
Devouring their screams


message 3: by Ryan (new)

Ryan | 5334 comments Haha! Love it, Ed. Great stuff, mate :)


message 4: by Arun (new)

Arun Iyer (aruniyer) | 369 comments Feedback, comments, suggestions are welcome.

Candle in the pumpkin

Peeping through the narrow gap,
in the door I saw from my room,
two shadows bicker, yap n snap.

Felt a pain in my heart bloom.
They weren't mama, papa mayhap,
but then why the sense of gloom.

Went outside to escape the flap,
I came across a pumpkin groom,
with a funny face n a funny cap.

I laughed, tearing like a flume,
for a moment, escaped the sad trap,
that I felt in my heart bloom.

Someone brought candle made of scrap,
lit it inside pumpkin, rising fume,
casting scary shadows on walls that chap.

I sat down, watching them loom.
What brings the worst within?
Like the candle in a pumpkin,
on the day of the halloween.


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