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Image result for winter pumpkins snowS.T.’s poem today just tickled me to death. I love the imagery of it. HAD to reblog it. 😀 It’s a “thinking man’s” poem. 😉

Writing With Some Ink and a Hammer

Believe it or not, this poem began as a tribute, of some sort, to 2016. Go figure.

Image result for winter pumpkins snowDecember Pumpkins

The Halloween pumpkins,
three never carved into jack-o’-lanterns,
a trio of orange heads,
bald and dumb,
placed behind the tool shed
near a stack of red bricks,
sit without voices,
philosophers contemplating
the heft of their silence,
and I envy them.

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