A push from Nature
Chlorophyll breakdown
Swipes, daubs, then landscapes
Of oranges, yellows, and blood-red
Cumulus clouds hang dreary
Whipping winds
Whisper ‘Ichabod, Ichabod’
In Sleepy Hollow, with covered bridges
The Headless Horseman pitches jack o’laterns ablaze with
Crackling flames and sinister smiles
Michael Meyers
Horror Movie Marathons
Shuffling, scuffling, Living Dead
Flickering in Black and white
Flames from a bon fire
Ghost stories beneath Scarecrows
Sweaters, and knit-cap camping
Cold crack of football helmets
Cadences echo off foggy forests
And gravestones
In Cemeteries for pets
Stephen is King
Pumpkin guts
Stews and soups
Apple cider, lip-numb Rum
Dash of cinnamon
Masquerade
A Costumed soiree
Haunted houses.
Shutters akimbo
Trick or Treat
On Hallows Eve
We’re all goblins and ghouls.
Oh, October!
– Zombie Ed Poe –
ROAM ABOUT MIKE 
i want some lip-numb rum.
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mmmm rum
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stew. stew. what it is what it do. stew. stew.
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stew haiku. Delicious art.
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you are so muthafeckin’ creative! i would’ve stopped at the poe/folliage collage out of exhaustion! lool. xoxo, sm
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Thanks, SMom! This one was a little different, but I, er, Zombie Poe, had to show his undying love for October.
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i kinda loved it. i can’t write poetry worth a shit…
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Liar – I’ve heard your gangsta raps – girl, you gots some rhymes.
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Pumpkin guts… Good memories.
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I love pumpkin guts…I actually leave some on when baking pumpkin seeds. Weird, but delicious.
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I dig Zombie Ed Poe, MIke. And you do poetry too? Looking forward to more of these. Perhaps a holiday motif to these descriptive poems? And I mean ALL OF THEM. 😀
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Thanks, Brigitte.
Ha! No, I’m not really a fan of poetry – coincidentally, one of the most integral peeps in my fledgling writing career was (is) a poet. For some reason she took me under her wing, torturing me with critical analyses of modern poetry.
Flag day,
Oh flag day
what you are I know not.
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Mike,
Hum… Would you like to host an edition of Haiku Sunday on my blog? It would be for early December….
Le Clown
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Le Clown,
Absolutely! Haiku is a form of karate, correct?
Seriously, sounds awesome – thanks for the invite.
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Mike,
Fantastic! December 2 is good for you?
Le Clown
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It’s a deal.
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Oh, October. Oh, leaves to rake. Oh, sore back. Oh, change the oil in the snow thrower. Oh, stock up on rock salt. Oh, start Vitamin-D regimen to avoid being crippled by Seasonal Affective Disorder. Oh, kiss the sun good bye. Oh, swerve car into oncoming traffic. Oh, bother.
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Ziggy, Oh how I’ve missed your optimistic reality
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I love your commenters! They are cracking me up!
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Old Mr Poe is a might peeved at the competition he has from you.. Wonder what you will come up with for Santa Claus???
Much enjoyed!
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Mr. Poe need not worry about me….but gangsta rap St. Nicholas may provide some competition…
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Love the prose! That zombie Poe, he’s such a character….
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Nice guy, it’s the whole brain craving thing that’s off-putting.
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