Schizophrenic pumpkin spice

Schizophrenic pumpkin spice

A Chapter by Shy Joe

Black cats and voodoo dolls
Alter my dimension
Splitting me into layers
As I slide through the colors
Red, brown, and yellow
A corn maze of the season


Carving my soul
Playing peek-a-boo with Jack
And his Lantern
Spiced up smell
From the depths, of pumpkin pie hell


There is no rhythm
Nor any rhyme
For October has altered
My state of mind




© 2017 Shy Joe



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A different touch on the Fall/Autumn.. its meanings for and to you. A singalong of colours, scents and sights. No need for sameness, just your own thoughts and happiness.. perhaps. But then again, 'From the depths, of pumpkin pie hell' - not as keen as seemed!.

Posted 2 Days Ago


Shy Joe

1 Day Ago

As the title suggests, October and the changes of fall are quite schizophrenic. How weird it can be.. read more
emmajoy

1 Day Ago

How very true. I once said as much to our English teacher, she gave me a look that said, 'Good grie.. read more
So I get it this is the collection of poetry. Looks like poetic record of your best Sunday in this season. Have nice narrative flow into my head. Have nice end but even I think maybe you should extending your feelings .

Posted 6 Days Ago


Shy Joe

1 Day Ago

Duly noted. Thanks for reading.
hahaaaa I like this!! reading contest entries Good Luck♥

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Shy Joe

1 Week Ago

Thank you for reading and your great words.

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