Tangled In The Pumpkin Patch 

Wishes are waved. Spiralling

through the air, alighting they

take root. The mystical seeds

are sown. Spellbound to the earth.


Enchanted the dust shimmers.

Aspirations start sprouting,

flowering and flourishing

in orange evolution.


The sorcery is fruitful

abundant with glowing charm.

Ripening a hearts desire,

metamorphosing its hope.


With magical resplendence

longed for dreams are harvested.

The carriage of their essence still

tangled in the pumpkin patch.


©Jacqui Slade


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