Poetry Sunday

October marches on, Halloween draws nearer, and it's time for our next poetic salute to the season ...

Theme in Yellow

By Carl Sandburg

I spot the hills

With yellow balls in autumn.

I light the prairie cornfields

Orange and tawny gold clusters

And I am called pumpkins.

On the last of October

When dusk is fallen

Children join hands

And circle round me

Singing ghost songs

And love to the harvest moon;

I am a jack-o'-lantern

With terrible teeth

And the children know

I am fooling.

Do they really know you're fooling?

Have a good day and enjoy the rest of your weekend. More thoughts coming.

Bilbo