Pumpkin Corn Man

A poem about a monster roaming throughout the heartland.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Pumpkin Corn Man

Out of the dark shadows of

crusted bloody gore

an evil force was born

Back when there was war.

 

He has the

Face of a pumpkin,

But his stooped body

is crooked and short,

his teeth are yellow

and brown pieces

Of dried Indian corn.

 

His eyes glow of

Bright green emeralds,

But his nose is a

Butting bugle horn.

 

He lives out in the

Miller’s shed and

His clothes

Are all covered

With soot

And torn.

 

He roams free

Across the Flat midlands

Until the early morn.

Pulling the hairy

Legs of coyotes and wild

Boars until their limbs

 Are blood crusted and torn.

 

Beware of the

Prankster evil ways of the

jeering Pumpkin Corn Man,

He’ll crack your

Skull as fast as he can,

Leaving you a scorned

And broken man.

 

 

 

Author's Note

A creature that I created last night.

Reviews

[Angie Diane♥&hea..]

This was a really cool creature. I think you did a wonderful job on this. He was a creative character you made up. Thanks for sharing.

[An owl on the moon]

I love the season and the feel of autumn.. just the chill at night awakens childhood haunts.. Your words give life to fear and give us a good reason to stay inside after dark. Awesome creation...

[Sean M. Addams]

a very fun and creepy read and a very cool creature that you have created ... overall i thought you did great on this haunting tale ..nice job Marie :)

[Mauricio Montoya]

whoa!

[Dark Empress]

Neat poem :) I like it. Good work

[Black Cat Fever]

Very cool, this could be a local legend somewhere. Kids would love this, I think.

[James Bonner]

God, that was great. Like, really... great.

[Norma M Sutton]

I'd have to pull those candy corn teeth. I love that stuff lol. Interesting creature for sure.

[Short.Nerd]

Wow this is so creepy and awesome! Great job!(:

[Angel Bird]

Great piece. Sooo scaryyyyy...!