A. Tudor
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And so the legend goes, that from his ill-fated joke,
Devised as lightly as the last words he spoke,
Spurred this tradition to keep witches at bay
By carving a scapegoat for Old Hallow’s Day.7/7
And so the legend goes, that from his ill-fated joke,
Devised as lightly as the last words he spoke,
Spurred this tradition to keep witches at bay
By carving a scapegoat for Old Hallow’s Day.7/7
October 31, 2023 at 11:10 PM
#amwriting #astanzaaday #Halloween #legendofjackolantern #poetry #poetrycommunity
And so the legend goes, that from his ill-fated joke,
Devised as lightly as the last words he spoke,
Spurred this tradition to keep witches at bay
By carving a scapegoat for Old Hallow’s Day.7/7
And so the legend goes, that from his ill-fated joke,
Devised as lightly as the last words he spoke,
Spurred this tradition to keep witches at bay
By carving a scapegoat for Old Hallow’s Day.7/7
#amwriting #astanzaaday #Halloween #legendofjackolantern #poetry
Sparks gathered around the man overrun by despair.
In the blink of an eye, his majestic figure spun in the air,
And shrunk to the size of a round, mottled pumpkin,
His last expression carved on its skin. 6/7
Sparks gathered around the man overrun by despair.
In the blink of an eye, his majestic figure spun in the air,
And shrunk to the size of a round, mottled pumpkin,
His last expression carved on its skin. 6/7
October 31, 2023 at 11:10 PM
#amwriting #astanzaaday #Halloween #legendofjackolantern #poetry
Sparks gathered around the man overrun by despair.
In the blink of an eye, his majestic figure spun in the air,
And shrunk to the size of a round, mottled pumpkin,
His last expression carved on its skin. 6/7
Sparks gathered around the man overrun by despair.
In the blink of an eye, his majestic figure spun in the air,
And shrunk to the size of a round, mottled pumpkin,
His last expression carved on its skin. 6/7
#amwriting #legendofjackolantern #poetry
“His eyes shall be graved as he's better off blind.
His head shall be hallow as he’s not very bright.
His mouth shall be stretched in a strange-looking grin,
While his teeth shall be as absent as the politeness he offers his kin." 5/7
“His eyes shall be graved as he's better off blind.
His head shall be hallow as he’s not very bright.
His mouth shall be stretched in a strange-looking grin,
While his teeth shall be as absent as the politeness he offers his kin." 5/7
October 31, 2023 at 11:09 PM
#amwriting #legendofjackolantern #poetry
“His eyes shall be graved as he's better off blind.
His head shall be hallow as he’s not very bright.
His mouth shall be stretched in a strange-looking grin,
While his teeth shall be as absent as the politeness he offers his kin." 5/7
“His eyes shall be graved as he's better off blind.
His head shall be hallow as he’s not very bright.
His mouth shall be stretched in a strange-looking grin,
While his teeth shall be as absent as the politeness he offers his kin." 5/7
#amwriting #astanzaaday #Halloween #legendofjackolantern #poetry
It didn’t take long for a witch's scorn to be born.
She squinted her eyes and offered a frown.
With exercised gestures, her wand twirled in the air
While the words that she uttered were the last ones he’d hear.4/7
It didn’t take long for a witch's scorn to be born.
She squinted her eyes and offered a frown.
With exercised gestures, her wand twirled in the air
While the words that she uttered were the last ones he’d hear.4/7
October 30, 2023 at 6:08 PM
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It didn’t take long for a witch's scorn to be born.
She squinted her eyes and offered a frown.
With exercised gestures, her wand twirled in the air
While the words that she uttered were the last ones he’d hear.4/7
It didn’t take long for a witch's scorn to be born.
She squinted her eyes and offered a frown.
With exercised gestures, her wand twirled in the air
While the words that she uttered were the last ones he’d hear.4/7
In his sweet liquor infused delight
And not minding the others who were in sight,
He told the witch her hat looked like the stem of a pumpkin, While her wart dotted face seemed stricken with blight. 3/7
And not minding the others who were in sight,
He told the witch her hat looked like the stem of a pumpkin, While her wart dotted face seemed stricken with blight. 3/7
October 30, 2023 at 6:07 PM
In his sweet liquor infused delight
And not minding the others who were in sight,
He told the witch her hat looked like the stem of a pumpkin, While her wart dotted face seemed stricken with blight. 3/7
And not minding the others who were in sight,
He told the witch her hat looked like the stem of a pumpkin, While her wart dotted face seemed stricken with blight. 3/7
One night late October, when he got drunk,
Skewing around town like an unskilled acrobat,
He made a mistake he could never pay back,
And laughed at a witch’s pointy hat. 2/7
Skewing around town like an unskilled acrobat,
He made a mistake he could never pay back,
And laughed at a witch’s pointy hat. 2/7
October 30, 2023 at 6:07 PM
One night late October, when he got drunk,
Skewing around town like an unskilled acrobat,
He made a mistake he could never pay back,
And laughed at a witch’s pointy hat. 2/7
Skewing around town like an unskilled acrobat,
He made a mistake he could never pay back,
And laughed at a witch’s pointy hat. 2/7