My Poem - When Orange Falls

Well hello,  sorry I have been MIA since our vacation to New England.  We came home to Volleyball Tournaments, Birthdays, visiting Relatives...and subsequent sickness from lack of sleep.  So I apologize for the absence of posts, but sometimes life demands to be lived in my real world instead of my preferred Halloween-Town...ha!

So today's post is a poem I wrote, inspired by one of my most favorite things of all time...the Jack O' Lantern.  From their place of birth, to their ultimate destiny as Halloween's beloved icon!  And with it is an image from my trip this year.  While driving down a back road in New Hampshire, I saw this little entourage sitting atop a stack of chopped wood, piled high for the cold of Winter.  Of course, I had to turn around so I could get a shot of them.  Happy Monday!

When Orange Falls

©  2012 Wendy A. 

When Orange falls across the land,

The changing season's close at hand.

And shadows cast by Autumn's sun,

Means Harvest Scarecrow's work is done.

Of guarding orange gourds so round,

Entwined on vines upon the ground.

While Scarecrow's kept a watchful eye,

Upon the black crows flying by.

His labors have not been in vain,

As sentry in both wind and rain.

His orange globes will see new life,

Brandished from the carver's knife.

And some, they will be sacrificed,

Made into pies served by the slice.

But most will don a new disguise,

With crooked smiles and flashing eyes.

With candlelight tucked deep within.

They'll flash their impish, toothy grins,

Casting shadows in the night,

That summon both delight and fright.

But to Trick-or-Treaters, 
cruising the streets,

Be they pranking with Tricks, 
or begging for Treats,

Orange Jack O' Lanterns, 
most surely mean...

Tis' All Hallow's Eve.... 
So "Happy Halloween"!

Image and Poem © 2012 Wendy A. (All Rights Reserved)