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I’ve been in a funky mood.
Stay with me for awhile.
I feel so misunderstood.
Carve me a radiant smile.
Inside, I’m caged and mixed up.
Why must I keep myself contained?
There’s no one else I can trust.
Here – take this knife.
Don’t hesitate – just thrust
it into my belly – deep.
Twist the blade.
Watch as my innards seep
down my skin,
splattering on the floor,
staining your shoes.
Don’t stop –
gut me some more
until I’m free
to express the me
I want to be –
scary
bloody
monstrosity.
Yikes. Carving pumpkins is definitely a visceral experience for you. 🙂
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I love carving pumpkins and many other things Merril! I’m sorry for the slow reply as your comment was in my spam folder. I only found it, because it was trembling. I think I scared your comment away 😀
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Hahahaha. For some reason–some, but not all, of my comments have mysteriously vanished into people’s spam folders. Thank you for seeing the trembling and rescuing the poor thing.
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I gave it cookies and milk, and it’s now sitting by the fire. It smiles but keeps looking behind its shoulder. Spam folders are as scary as Trump’s eyebrows, me thinks 😀
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Oh no–now I’m going to be haunted by the image of scary spam folders. 🙂
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😀 😀 😀
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You could write a poem about pancakes and make it scary.
You should promise to curse all of your readers who do not take part in the pumpkin carving contest. I think it’s only fair to the rest of us. Although, as a representative of the people who brought you the Jack O’ Lantern, I think carved potatoes and turnips should be allowed as they were the original item.
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Lol! Thanks Oggy.
Ah, really, now? I didn’t know that! Well, shoot, that’s a terrific idea — sure, carve a potato or turnip. I appreciate the history of jack o’ lanterns very much. xo
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You’re such a ghoul!! lol. Great write, Rose!!
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Yes, I’m pretty ghoulish! Thanks for reading, Doritos 😀
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LMAO I had an art teacher in HS that never got my name right, he always called me Dorida, so I guess that is my destiny
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Lol. You should’ve called him by the wrong name, too. 😈
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Oh I’m sure you can imagine the names I called him lol
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I fixed your typo, Dorinda. ❤️
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Thank you, Rose 🌹
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Oh my Rose.
How Hellishly wonderful. 💀💀💀
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Thank you, darkling Alan! 💀 👻💀
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Just read the fact below on
yadadarcyyada.com
2016 is the first year in 666 years
that Halloween falls on
Friday the 13th. 👻👻👻
Take a look.
She has some great Halloween stuff. 💀💀💀
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Ooh, I didn’t know that! Well, we must make this Halloween a night to remember then. I will visit yadadarcy — what a cool name! Thanks again, dear friend. 💀 👻
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Not really.
Just teasing. 👻❤️👻
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Hahaha! I thought it was weird that Halloween fell on the 13th 😀
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A radiant smile is very difficult to carve!
–FlyTrapMan–
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I believe you’re right! I know people who have radiant smiles but don’t show them off as much as they should, DD.
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Truly terrible!! I did feel very afraid to put my pumpkin in the oven and EAT it. Oh NO. xxx
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I certainly know what you mean, Paula. I’ve made pumpkin pies before but tremble every time! Never trust pumpkins. xo
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I wonder, Rose, how do you make it each time. Your poems ooze horror and are morbid at times, but there’s always a profound message in them.
Isn’t there a monster in each one of us? And, at times, it unleashes itself. Actually, the knives of greed, hate, enmity and distrust make it show it’s real identity…
“scary
bloody
monstrosity.”
Wonderful poem!
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I was just mentioning to Fly how you always read my poems with such precision and empathy. Perhaps we were sisters in another life, Mani? I appreciate your support and readership — I can’t even begin to tell you how much. ❤
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Yes, maybe… ❤ That's why we can read each other through the words we write… 🙂
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Wonderful poem!
Really enjoyed this.🙂
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I’m happy you did! Thank you Wajdi 🙂
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harum scarum dittle dumb darum
I believe I did that rite
so much for my spelling
Boooo Rose
And to all you pumpkin out there
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Lol! What a sorcerer you are, Shel!! I shall cast a special spell on you. xo
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Aside from the need for a stiff brandy or three, I’m here for carving. ~~dru~~
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Fantastic! Choose your weapon, Dru — 🔪 🗡 ⚔. I hope you enter SMM’s pumpkin carving contest — you can also carve a potato if that would be easier for you (this was Oggy’s idea since this all originated in Ireland).
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Sad
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No, happy pumpkins🎃🔪
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Huh… killing pumpkin😀
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Carving pumpkins 👻
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Only pumpkin I suppose not anything else😀
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Gruesome
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Lol. It’s quite gruesome getting pumpkin guts on you when you’re carving them. 🎃👻
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Wow… you’ve carved out this one skillfully! Really well written, Rose. 🙂 🙂 Sorry about the previous comment sent accidentally! 😉
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Thanks so much, Iris! I removed your accidental comment. 😊 Will you be carving pumpkins this Halloween?🎃🔪
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You have given me a pumpkin and a knife so I have no excuse right? 🙂 Thank you for deleting it, Rose. I think you deserve a treat!! 🍦 😋
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Nom nom! Thanks Iris — I needed that brain freeze 🙂
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Thank you Penney!!
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Thank you for a great blog
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I wonder if all pumpkins aspire to be scary, bloody monstrosities? “Mommy, I want to grow up to be the scariest pumpkin in the whole patch.” Everyone–and thing–needs to have a dream.
Lovely poem, Rose.
kat
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Haha! What a great story, Kat!! I see a whip in your pumpkin’s hands 😀 Thank you.
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No whip for my pumpkin, just the palm of a hand. 😉
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Good posts, beautiful blog.
Congratulations.
Welcome to see my creations:
http://paintdigi.wordpress.com
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Thank you! I shall visit soon.
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you’r welcome
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So powerful even if I know that it is about a pumpkin. Pumpkin has feelings, apparently. ❤
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Lol! Thank you. Pumpkins are actually not as thick skinned as once thought, dear Inese. ❥ ツ ღ ☻
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Haha, you bet! xx
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I’m visiting your blog now with the robins and the molting. Fascinating! xo
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The grasshoppers always remind me of Halloween, even when they are jumping around 🙂 Just look at their face 🙂 xx
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They even leave their exo-skeletons behind — such tiny monsters. Yes, they do have Halloween-ish faces!! Haha. xo
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Its amazing how you could create such beautiful scary images and put them together in words…making it a beautiful yet bloody hell scary one..
I am looking at my knife in my kitchen counter now…wonder what would i do with this hahahah
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I believe there are beautiful and also dark sides to us all. Thank you Mich!
You should carve a pumpkin or a potato into a dark and beautiful creature 🙂 Lol. You have a great sense of humor.
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The ending is masterfully written!
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Thanks bro! It’s something I’d aspire to be if I were a pumpkin. 👻
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Well…perhaps you’re just living inside a pumpkin’s dream world. Yeah.
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I don’t know that pumpkins dream, but it would be cool to walk inside a carved pumpkin.
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Imagine living inside a pumpkin! You’d be able to carve your own windows.
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Lol. That sounds like fun! Have you ever heard of this nursery rhyme —
Peter, Peter pumpkin eater; had a wife and couldn’t keep her. He put her in a pumpkin shell, and there he kept her very well!
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Ewww! I never heard the whole rhyme, however, you should write a story about someone who keeps their lover inside a pumpkin.
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Ooh! That gave me an idea!! I’ll email you a bit later about it.
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Great!
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You have me scared now!! 😉
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Haha!! — just in time for Halloween! 👻
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Great poem… made me think of the book “Dr Jekyll et Mr Hyde”.. we all have a dark side, 😉
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Ah, thank you — I love that book! Yes, we certainly do! 🙂
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Thank you very much!
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Oooh! I get a weird churning sensation in my stomach reading this . 🙂
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I think you’re creating a monster 😉
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😀 😀
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