Honorable Mentions
Someone started a poetry contest
It is about pumpkins
So I'll give my best
I mean I know about Pumpkins
The hard work the sweat
Finding the split
The heart break you get
Cucumber beetles, the aphids, and mites
Mosaic, Verticillium and other bug bites
Walking through vines
You check it out twice
You look for stem splits
Check pumpkins for mice
The spraying and weeding
The tilling and pruning
The blisters and band aids
The lack of spouse spooning
Your neighbors complain
Your yard smells of sewer
You just smile and laugh
You know its manure
I almost forgot to mention the part
Where you grow a giant pumpkin
And grow warmth in your heart
I can grow pumpkins
I grow them allot
But one things for sure
A poet I'm not
D.E. Houser
Ode to Pumpkin
(May...the great hope)
Pumpkin. Oh, Pumpkin! Oh how you will grow!
The soil's been tilled, this seed that I sow
will grow up to be an October sensation.
People will gawk from all 'round the nation.
I1ll weed, water, fertilize- yes I am braggin1,
Until you1re the size of an orange Volkswagon!
(July...the frustration)
Pumpkin. Oh, pumpkin! Please, please won't you grow?
I get up each morning and walk to and fro...
crossing with precision hand pollination,
carefully mating each flower with stamen...
The neighbors, they shake their heads sadly at me,
How silly! say they, still no fruit do I see.
(October...final desperation)
Pumpkin, Oh Pumpkin. Why wouldn't you grow?
How pitifully small, I've got nothing to show
for draining my savings on liquid seaweed.
How will I explain? I've got children to feed!
To the end of my money and wits I am near.
Still I can only say "Wait till next year!"
-Frank Edwards
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