Title of Poem: The Dew is on the Pumpkin
Poet: Joyce Gullickson (Texas)
Source: Bridges (2002)
Rating: 3 laurels out of 5 laurels
Joyce's poem "The Dew is on the Pumpkin" is a poem in free verse with 20 lines.
The poem is written in two stanzas with 10 lines for each stanza.
The poet is describing the autumn season in November.
What does autumn look like in Texas? (The poet is from Texas.)
The poet does not mention the word Texas in her poem. I just implied the poem is set in Texas since the poet is from Texas.
November is still part of autumn. The poem happens in November.
The poem suggests that November is a time for planting of pumpkin seeds.
"The pumpkin seeds planted too late
have leafed into vine
and a tiny melon, glistens
like a premature infant
Too soon the dew is on the pumpkin
Too soon a chill is in the air
Draw closer
Inhale deeply
Savor this moment
It will not come again"
The poet enjoys autum and the chilliness of the air.
Is the poet referring to an autumn in Texas or a different place?
The poet can still improve the poem by mentioning the place where the pumpkin seed planting season occurs.
Poet from Texas
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The Dew is On the Pumpkin
by Joyce Gullickson (Texas)
Source: Bridges (2002) p.
I awoke this morning
to the smell of change
in the crisp of November air
Outside the window
a red rose blooms
in defiance of hoar frost
a spider's web glistens
decorated by drops of iridescence
November's cold indifference
is not so easily affected
The pumpkin seeds planted too late
have leafed into vine
and a tiny melon, glistens
like a premature infant
Too soon the dew is on the pumpkin
Too soon a chill is in the air
Draw closer
Inhale deeply
Savor this moment
It will not come again
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Approaching Storm
by Joyce Gullikson (Texas)
Source: Bridges (2002) p.33
Lightning flashes in the distance
streaking silver through steely gray skies
as thunder rumbles ever closer
an ominous drum roll
foreshadowing future darkness
I watch a scrawny blackbird
edging closer, warily alert
hoping for a handout
I have nothing to give
The breeze, felt but not seen
trembles the leaves of a nearby ash
the subtle hiss like the swish of an old woman's skirt
breaking the silence of a funeral procession
While nearby an ancient oak stands at attention
honoring the passing of light into darkness
Two children cry in unison
protesting a halt to their play
As the wind strengthens
the family hurriedly gathers
knowing the storm won't be outrun.
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Title of Poem: Approaching Storm
Poet: Joyce Gullickson (Texas)
Source: Bridges (2002)
Rating: 3.5 laurels out of 5 laurels
Available in Print.