Pumpkin Poems - Poems about Pumpkin

There’s a story rhyme from another time of a hidden crime - the made-up tale of marriage minus love. I bet this Peter, a “pumpkin eater,” was a wife beater. Some say that his wife led a cheating life, which caused Peter strife. He still had no right to lock her up tight, preventing her flight - In a pumpkin put? Her ashes with soot!...

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Orange is the color of leaves as they fall during fall Orange is the color of autumn. Orange is the color of pumpkins on a cool night. Orange is the taste of orange chicken at the chinese buffet. Orange is the sound of pumpkin spice candles being sparked. Orange is the sound of the loran on...

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I thank the sun ... The soil, the summer rain, I thank the apple tree The fields of golden grain I thank the corn crops And the pumpkin patch, I thank the warm barn Where new poults hatch I thank Tom turkey ... From down on the farm, And the good old farmer Who caused him no harm I thank the potato fields And the pecan...

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her relaxing cradle song was lovely and sweet pumpkin head son fell asleep right away lovely lullaby relaxed him past his tiny feet jack-o-lantern mama singing on Halloween day...

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Pumpkin pie pumpkin spice Under black stars or blue skies Melting mouths in cheesecake Patches in the south where we play Kisses from your tangerine tongue In the pumpkin patch where sun Neon glows like holy soul...

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La bruja hechicera, with an impious hex, from the marshlands beneath a foul swampy grave, she indeed summon Pumpkin Head. Rage is how his master wheels revenge; For the harsh reckless fatal end of some young spirit slain. His Abyss fiend ghastly nights of vengeance spreads. 'Tis best, no wise, to kneel in silent prayer. Repent for it's the only tool that might soothe the impinging...

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To pick a pumpkin, I have found, It’s best to choose one nice and round And if you are the one dispatched, Select one with the stem attached. The orange color of the fall Is universal to them all, So just be sure there’s no surprise In what you buy regarding size. Then make your choice or choices and Do with your...

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Here comes Autumn; Clothes of wool fabric, no more cotton. The only pumpkin-spiced latte season, Makes coffee taste good for a reason. Crusty and dry brightly-coloured leaves, Fall off the trees in heaps. As daylight hours reduce, Fruits and vegetables ripen, increasing the farmers’ produce. The spooky time of the year, Halloween, finds children in fear; As they trick-or-treat their candy, Dressing up in costumes...

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Walking down a street alone; You feel a coldness in your bones. Leaves falling to the ground; Behind your back a creepy sound. Crows, owls and scary things; Make you fear and go insane. You walk much faster and then you run; Begging for a rising sun. Within your sight you can’t believe; A nightmarish figure from your dreams. Blood, gore and then the screams; The...

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grazing in a patch catching sun's rays and growing to be pumpkin pie...

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There once was a pumpkin so bright, Its grin shone like a spooky night light. It sat on the porch, With a wicked, wild torch, And scared all the kids with delight!...

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Lantern of the Shadowed Glade In shadowed glades where spirits dwell, Beneath the boughs of an ancient spell. A pumpkin awaits, its fate foretold, By tomes of old and tales untold. Carved with care by children’s hands, A toothy grin upon its face expands. Yet, within those haunting, hollowed eyes, Lies a deeper truth in dark disguise. On Halloween, beneath pewter beams, Wailing winds...

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Silhouette of golden sun rays Embraced by melodic moon Pulling off this dance by day Till seducing nights like groom Elegant draft spilling colorful leaf Mahogany trees bend in wind Bathing in daily blue breeze Eve chills that seem not to end Ready for your pumpkin spice Fast from summer’s abuse Alluring amber hearts that fly Love is a hot call for a truce Lullaby of leaves...

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prize winning pumpkin one hundred and eighty pounds iowa state fair...

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bring on the pumpkins laughing children gathering as many as they can...

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