awakening jack - day four
by Kristina Woodhill
carved negative space
orange orb feels probing point
an eye opener
life is not a stenciled face
thick skin softens scars
honing stone scrapes steel
keen knives keep shaving, shaping
candy-corn shaped teeth
curved tongue licks crooked set smile
symmetry is mocked
Posted on 10/21/2009
Copyright © 2023 Kristina Woodhill
|Member Comments on this Poem|
|Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 10/21/09 at 06:19 PM|
Makes me feel like I want to cover/protect my eyes...probably not what you intended, but, the mind runs away...some day it may come back. Good images, slightly macabre, but good. You'll fill me in on what I'm missing. Thanks.
|Posted by Julie Adams on 10/22/09 at 03:21 PM|
the season brings so many wonderful poetics to the mind, to the page, to the craft...poignant...a pleasure to read u again, peace, jewels (ps: love the title)
|Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 10/25/09 at 12:24 PM|
crooked set smile and all, I love every square inch of this ode, from the fuse you light at the beginning to the detonation at the end ( symmetry is mocked ) and I am rocked.
|Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 10/26/09 at 12:00 AM|
Very creative description of carving a jack-o-lantern from a pumpkin.