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Endemic

 Sharing for The Sunday Muse #171.


"Roots" 1943 by Frida Kahlo

I wouldn't believe in Halloween
Without grocery store pumpkin displays;
backyard vines yield green, sunken fruit.
I plant bright squash décor when it fades,
when the fruits sink into themselves. 
Dad says the worms are too small to see,
endemic to the Texas soil.


In the mood for a little Halloween/fall content here in the dog days of summer. 
-- Chrissa

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  1. Gillena CoxAugust 1, 2021 at 7:01 AM

    You went with yoyr muse willingly. Thats the creative way sonetimes.

    Happy and creative Sunday

    Much❤love

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  2. HelenAugust 1, 2021 at 7:05 AM

    What pure delight this is! Questioning the reality of Halloween until we see pumpkins in grocery stores?? Laughing now.

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  3. FireblossomAugust 1, 2021 at 7:14 AM

    There is a book I've seen around but not read, entitled "Shit My Dad Says." Too good!

    I, too, am dreaming of fall, my favorite season (with summer my least.)

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  4. qbitAugust 1, 2021 at 7:43 AM

    That's a fascinating take -- Halloween as an abstract belief system. Like Christmas and snow and Santa in the tropics. The last line with with worms and the soil is perfection.

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  5. Carrie Van HornAugust 1, 2021 at 8:18 AM

    I love what you did in this deep poem Chrissa! What we don't see is easy to dismiss but does not mean it isn't real. I love the direction the image took you! Brilliant writing as always my friend!

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  6. ms_liliAugust 1, 2021 at 10:08 AM

    You know, now that you mention it, she does look like a punkin in TX in the painting. Fun!

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  7. Sherry Blue SkyAugust 1, 2021 at 12:26 PM

    I love the thought of fall! Loved your poem.

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  8. Susie ClevengerAugust 1, 2021 at 12:53 PM

    I love how you saw, felt Fall/Halloween in the image. I too yearn for spice scents and cooler weather.

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  9. indybevAugust 1, 2021 at 2:23 PM

    What a leap to fading gourds falling in on themselves and Halloween! I love ekphrastic poetry, and the varying messages it carries! Love it!

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  10. JimAugust 1, 2021 at 4:01 PM

    "Dad says the worms are too small to see.!!" That Dad!! Will those tiny bugs harm, sounds like a virus? Also reminds me of the Scabies. Have you read "Drood", a novel written by Dan Simmons with his version of the last five years of Charles Dickens? Mr. Drood controls folk by transmittal without rupturing the skin of a bug too small to see.
    ..

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