Ilene Bauer Poet Rhyme

Two Jacks

To make his jack-o-lantern,
My husband wields a knife
And carves a slightly scary face
To make it come to life.

It isn’t sketched or plotted;
Just some time is all he needs
And before he’s even finished,
I have roasted all the seeds.

My son’s approach is different
For the face is deftly planned,
The features poked out gently
With some special tools at hand.

And his jack-o-lantern’s friendly
Since his kids are 3 and 1;
But both pumpkins were terrific,
With both carvers having fun.

Though my husband’s has a candle
And my son’s a phony flame,
Each will flicker Halloween-like
To the family’s great acclaim.

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Connie Marcum Wong October 31, 2016 at 3:20 PM I love this poem Ilene! That is part of the fun of Halloween is making a little masterpiece out of your own pumpkin. We just have the small ornamental pumpkins this year since our granddaughter Carissa will be trick-or-treating with her mommy this year. Have fun with your grandchildren and happy Halloween! ; ) 7

Daniel Turner October 31, 2016 at 9:45 AM Another fun poem Mrs Ilene. I have done it both ways. I prefer the freehand. It leaves a much more scary effect.

Eileen Manassian October 30, 2016 at 11:50 PM How delightful, Ilene. I've never carved a pumpkin in my life! We don't have that tradition here. Must be intriguing. Lovely write, dear. Hugs

Jan Allison October 30, 2016 at 6:18 PM I remember carving swedes as a child but pumpkins were not something we ever saw. Lovely memories in your poem Ilene:-) hugs Jan xx