Michelle Marek Poet I do not know?

The Pumkin Shows

The knives, the
designs in the
process, and the
seeds to enjoy
later.
Soon the designs are
finished.
Orange pumpkins fill
the streets with
designs of all over.
The creativity shows
through each and
every object that
fills the porch.
Soon night comes
quickly on
Halloween.
The glowing designs
show more and more
as the night
continues.
From house to house
you begin to notice
the designs that
shine through each
and every pumpkin. 
The night is
starting to end.
The glowing objects
are starting to
vanish.
One by one the light
is blown out.
As the lights vanish
I begin to think
they will be back
next year.
The designs will get
even better than
before.


By:Michelle Marek
10/25/13

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John Ginesi October 29, 2013 at 3:36 AM Holy Jack-O Lanterns, Halloween is well described here, Halloween is a spooky American tribute day, and you have given your poem shape and expression, maybe you should have added the witches on broomsticks to complete the scare factor, children love this sort of stuff as Halloween is designed to give everyone the scare factor each year of their life, especially in 1939 when War Of The Worlds was unleashed on American radio, it panicked America on a Halloween prank that unnerved lots of people.