Freckle Goblin wriggles under gourds,
tired by a night’s divine carousing.
Freckle dreams of youthful fun in fjords.
After chasing ghosts, he can’t help drowsing.
Boom! He wakes to sulfur scents and peril.
Freckle peeks. He spots fair Glisten Rue.
“Enemy!” he hisses, turning feral.
“Flee, you witch!” he snarls. She pouts: “Listen, you
ruined parties, chased a lovely spirit.
This will be your Halloween goodnight!”
“No, my lady,” Freckle shouts, “I fear it
will be you destroyed!” He swings his right.
Acorn squash, gourds and pumpkins tumble.
Mashed and bashed, she flees. Trip and stumble!
Goblins rule on Halloween night —
even scary witches flee with fright.
Copyright 2015 Brenda Davis Harsham
Notes:
Happy Halloween!
The first 14 lines of this is a sonnet, rhyming ABABCDCDEFEFGG. It didn’t feel quite finished to me, so I threw in a bonus couplet for those trick-or-treaters reading to the end. For the meter nerds in the crowd, it’s written in trochaic pentameter. In plain English, each line has ten syllables, alternately stressed and unstressed, with maybe a few variations. It took DAYS to write!! Now that’s frightening!
This is linked to the Third Annual Spooky Writing Challenge at the Writing Works in Progress Blog. Also, this is my entry for Poetry Friday (if a bit late in the day), hosted this week by Check it Out. Yeah for poetry! Thanks to all the great poetry writers and fans in Poetry Friday’s crowd!
I love your spooky challenge Brenda, it was worth spending days on it!! 😀 I think Freckle certainly knows how to deal with those witches! 😉 And I love your pumpkin pictures. Such a variety in the first one. We get so used to seeing the orange ones, it’s as if they are the only colour. Where did you find so many?
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We have a store that’s like a year round farm stand (with horrific prices) and I love taking pictures there.
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ooh – love these colorful gourds and you fun words to go with – happy halloween )
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Happy Halloween! May the candy and good will overflow.
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Well done
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Thanks!
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They call that peanut squash, looks so weird..
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It does look weird. I had to write something for it.
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It looks like a weird mutation, 1st I saw that kind was last week
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I wonder what it tastes like. Probably squashy. 🙂
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It almost gives pumpkins a bad name…
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It’s gourd-eous! LOL
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How is your paw by the way? Hope on the mend
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My shoulder is improving. I may even go for a walk this morning. My life is going back into its proper orbit. 🙂
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Thank you for sharing your impressive sonnet! Good luck in the contest! I love the narrative/dialog, to say nothing of the technical “stuff” that it’s too late at night for me to fully wrap my head around…But tomorrow..tomorrow I will re-read and more fully appreciate what you’ve created in “light” of the heavy-duty poetry technique. God bless you! Thanks!
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LOL No need to wrap you head around the technical terms unless you really love it. I’m learning more and more that good writing uses rhythm that works, kind of invisibly. But all this work goes into making it invisible. 🙂 Thanks for commenting.
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It’s all that work that keeps me fully challenged with a restricted (5-word) squeezed poem. Hats off to you. I truly am impressed (& bit intimidated). For a mixed metaphor: have my hands full just taking baby steps! ..God bless!
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It seriously took me days. I metaphorically threw papers across the room until today when I decided I had to actually write out the stresses or I Would Go Mad. Perhaps I’m already mad. Don’t ask my kids. They might tell the truth. 😉
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I don’t doubt it! I love it! Must be the poetic instinct… Hmmm..nature/nurture…what did it to us????
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Some contract the flu, typhoid or the bubonic plague. Others catch the Big Mouth Syndrome. It runs (its mouth) in my family big time. I bet the genetics of it show it originally emerged from Africa with the first migration. All of us have it in varying degrees. 😉
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Lovely! 😊🎃🕷👻🕸
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Be good and spooky! Eeeeee-eee!
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Very nice Brenda.
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Thanks, Dan!
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Super doper and very well written!
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Thanks!
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Very nice! I love the ending Goblins rule! nice
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Thanks for reading to the end. It is so hard to write a sonnet with the correct rhythm. 🙂
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haha I am sure! very nice and I liked the picture too!
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