pumpkin army strewn
the rot of grinning faces
compost casualties
A week after Halloween, you still see the occasional pumpkin face, toothy grinned with empty sockets, discarded, peering at you from a grass verge or smashed in a border.
2012, 366 days (we have a leap year) of Haikus. Following the 5-7-5 syllable structure. Wish me luck!
pumpkin army strewn
the rot of grinning faces
compost casualties
A week after Halloween, you still see the occasional pumpkin face, toothy grinned with empty sockets, discarded, peering at you from a grass verge or smashed in a border.
fell witches titter
monsters batter at the door
greedy zombie roars
wash them away rain
make it thunder make it pour
skidding werewolf paws
It’s Halloween, we used to make the effort and D would bake biscuits and cakes, carve pumpkins, but we haven’t last few years. We just hide in the dark and wait for the trick or treaters to wander off! We didn’t actually get anyone knocking this year though, for two reasons. One, I think it’s all very well run round here, if you have a pumpkin in your window that means you can knock. Parents accompany the kids, it’s all very polite and respectful. Secondly, it absolutely hammered it down *evil laugh*