Poor White
For Raul's "White Pumpkin" contest.
Pale ghost of Autumn,
Deep wrinkles on her weathered face...
Poor relation of her rubicund cousins,
Never chosen for jack-o-lantern ...
But inside, where it matters,
Her blushing flesh tastes of Summer,
Warm,
Sweet,
Golden Summer.
Copyright © Frances King | Year Posted 2009
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