
Something wild appeared in my garden a few weeks ago. I was about to pull it out when I noticed the beautiful yellow blossoms. I waited, wondered, consulted with friends, and came to understand some type of squash was the surprise guest. Pumpkins? Maybe, but not likely.
But that got me thinking about the pumpkins waiting to be picked for all-things-pumpkin come fall, which will soon be knocking on our doors. So, here’s my attempt at a pumpkin persona poem.
Thoughts from a Pumpkin Patch
We’re waiting,
Wondering.
From vine to blossom to fruit –
We’ve grown.
Round and plump, slender or tall,
We’re waiting,
Wondering…
Will we end up as pies,
Or jack-o-lanterns with triangle eyes?
Will we decorate a hearth or home,
Or be the spice on a latte’s foam?
Here they come!
Which will they choose?
We’re waiting,
Wondering.
Today Carol Varsalona is hosting Poetry Friday at Beyond Literacy. So head on over for a salute to summer and some great poetry posts.
