by Angela Nuzzo
As azure skies fade away and
brilliant blues blend into blacks,
candy corn and cartoon characters
demand their due and do a dance.
Every eager eye enjoys each
fantastic fashion formed for fun -
ghouls and goblins, ghost and gargoyles,
hoping for an historical hunt.
Intent on indulging instantly,
junkfood Joes and jubilant Janes
keenly skip from keep to keep
and laboriously illiminate all the lanes.
Moonlight meanders, a magical mood -
nonsense and nightmares and newfound nerves.
Outcried objections when given an orange -
parental people can be so perverse!
Quivering, quickly fulfilling their quest -
racing to ransack all that they've reaped.
Sorting their saccharine sweets out by size,
tempted by taffy and all other treats.
Urchins upswept by the unwrapping
feel their vitality starting to vanish.
Wearily wilting, weakly they whisper,
exhausted – "two months till xmas."
Oh, to be youthful with a youngster's pure yen!
They find peace through zombies. I'll have to try zen.
Posted on 10/22/2010
Copyright © 2023 Angela Nuzzo
|Member Comments on this Poem|
|Posted by George Hoerner on 10/22/10 at 12:33 PM|
Very cute lady!! I mean the poem but then....
|Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 10/22/10 at 04:17 PM|
Oh, my! Very clever word combinations - made me anxious to get to the next line just to see what you came up with. The "Urchins" stanza really caps the whole feeling in intensity, silly candy and self-gratification philosophy, and looking forward to the next "high" (Christmas). Thanks for this.
|Posted by V. Blake on 10/22/10 at 07:54 PM|
This contest's competition is getting awfully, awfully steep indeed.
|Posted by Therese Elaine on 10/23/10 at 10:58 PM|
Angela did you know there is a book called, "Zen of Zombie"...those last few lines are fantastic and made me laugh thinking of reading that book and finding your meditative center, while children mill about going into or coming out of sugar comas!!
|Posted by Joe Cramer on 10/31/10 at 11:41 PM|
... congrats on the contest....