PUMPKIN PATCH
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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- Photo and Poem Copyright, © 2011 and 2014 Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved
- Linked with Mama Zen at The Real Toads, Flash Fiction 55 (Link)
- Linked with Kerry at the Real Toads, Open Link Monday (Link)
- Mama Zen requested for her challenge for us to " write a set of 55 words (prose or poetry) ... Results may vary. Ask your doctor if 55s are right for you."
- For this I have exactly 55 words counting my title. I chose a syllabic form Acrostic. I like to write acrostic 'poem's and haven't written one for some time. The 'Label', 'Acrostic', below will take you to some other acrostic 'poems' I have written.
- As usual, there is some truth in this poem as I have lived several lives within this life I am living in since birth. Just say it was pre-Mrs. Jim and not nearly as dramatic nor romantic as I have written here. Of course the setting was not in a Pumpkin Patch but since November is upon us with its usual pumpkin harvest I thought it would be nice to use for my '55 words. I must confess, this piece, while fiction, is loosely based on facts as they 'could have been.'
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- Photo and Poem Copyright, © 2011 and 2014 Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved
- Linked with Mama Zen at The Real Toads, Flash Fiction 55 (Link)
- Linked with Kerry at the Real Toads, Open Link Monday (Link)
- Mama Zen requested for her challenge for us to " write a set of 55 words (prose or poetry) ... Results may vary. Ask your doctor if 55s are right for you."
- For this I have exactly 55 words counting my title. I chose a syllabic form Acrostic. I like to write acrostic 'poem's and haven't written one for some time. The 'Label', 'Acrostic', below will take you to some other acrostic 'poems' I have written.
- As usual, there is some truth in this poem as I have lived several lives within this life I am living in since birth. Just say it was pre-Mrs. Jim and not nearly as dramatic nor romantic as I have written here. Of course the setting was not in a Pumpkin Patch but since November is upon us with its usual pumpkin harvest I thought it would be nice to use for my '55 words. I must confess, this piece, while fiction, is loosely based on facts as they 'could have been.'
The pumpkin patch will soon revisit us in next season!!
ReplyDeletenice one, i havent used that form in quite a while, i'm so absorbed in the haiku form lately
ReplyDeletehave a nice Monday
much love...
Never knew a pumpkin patch could be so romantic! A fun romp and good 55. Yes, acrostic forms are a lot of fun.
ReplyDeleteawww.
ReplyDeleteGood one - just right for the season.
ReplyDelete"cloud etched light" beautiful image and phrase.
ReplyDeleteI 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.
ReplyDeleteNicely done!
ReplyDeleteGreat love poem.
ReplyDeleteA very interesting and perfect place for some romance.
ReplyDeleteWell done.
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.
ReplyDeleteThose are some treasured memories ~ Loving the acrostic poem ~
ReplyDeletewhile fiction, is loosely based
ReplyDeleteon facts as they 'could have been.'
That's how one gets inspired, really! Wonderful acrostic Jim!
Hank
who knew pumpkins inspired such lust? ~
ReplyDeleteChilly air, warm lips :) sweet poem.
ReplyDeleteStolen love... Secret love... Pre-Mrs Jim :)
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