Sunday, November 02, 2014

Pumpkin Patch -- An Acrostic Poem -- Flash 55 Words

Pumpkin patch beckons now
Under moon's cloud etched light
Met we there long ago
Pure delight evening bliss
Kissed we there, lingering
Instilled a love with lust
Never could it be told
Pumpkin patch calls once more
Allure of stolen love
Treasured memory still
Clandestine in our minds
Halved, now miles separate
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At Monday, November 03, 2014 12:33:00 AM, Blogger Vandana Sharma said...

The pumpkin patch will soon revisit us in next season!!

At Monday, November 03, 2014 4:57:00 AM, Blogger Gillena Cox said...

nice one, i havent used that form in quite a while, i'm so absorbed in the haiku form lately

have a nice Monday

much love...

At Monday, November 03, 2014 5:52:00 AM, Blogger Yvonne Osborne said...

Never knew a pumpkin patch could be so romantic! A fun romp and good 55. Yes, acrostic forms are a lot of fun.

At Monday, November 03, 2014 6:08:00 AM, Blogger Marian said...


At Monday, November 03, 2014 7:34:00 AM, Blogger Other Mary said...

Good one - just right for the season.

At Monday, November 03, 2014 11:37:00 AM, Blogger Hannah said...

"cloud etched light" beautiful image and phrase.

At Monday, November 03, 2014 2:24:00 PM, Blogger Susan said...

I believed the poem and so was sad that this early, fun pumpkin-patch love vanished--but your explanation revealed the truth of a poet freed to fiction or truth telling to entertain us. Pumpkin patches remain places where magic lurks.

At Monday, November 03, 2014 3:10:00 PM, Blogger Laura said...

Nicely done!

At Monday, November 03, 2014 5:38:00 PM, Blogger Justin Lamb said...

Great love poem.

At Monday, November 03, 2014 9:36:00 PM, Blogger Gail said...

A very interesting and perfect place for some romance.

Well done.

At Tuesday, November 04, 2014 10:26:00 AM, Blogger Justin Lamb said...

Hi again. To answer your question about my blog header, I'm not sure if they're bulbs or tubes. I found the image on Google and really liked it. It looks to me like they are bulbs but I'm not sure. Thanks for asking and for reading my post yesterday.

At Tuesday, November 04, 2014 6:09:00 PM, Blogger Grace said...

Those are some treasured memories ~ Loving the acrostic poem ~

At Tuesday, November 04, 2014 6:33:00 PM, Blogger kaykuala said...

while fiction, is loosely based
on facts as they 'could have been.'

That's how one gets inspired, really! Wonderful acrostic Jim!


At Tuesday, November 04, 2014 9:06:00 PM, Blogger grapeling said...

who knew pumpkins inspired such lust? ~

At Wednesday, November 05, 2014 1:59:00 PM, Blogger Margaret said...

Chilly air, warm lips :) sweet poem.

At Thursday, November 06, 2014 2:03:00 AM, Blogger audrey` said...

Stolen love... Secret love... Pre-Mrs Jim :)


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