The Last Pumpkin
You are the last pumkin. Left bruised and misshapen, Nobody wants you. So you simply sit there, Watching even the most desperate of people Give you a look of disgust, And walk on by. The sun ducks…
pumpkin patch is one of the most explored themes on Power Poetry, where young poets share their authentic voices and lived experiences. The 2 poems below range from raw first drafts to carefully crafted works — each one a window into how a young writer sees pumpkin patch in their life. Whether you're looking for inspiration, connection, or just want to know you're not alone, start reading and see what resonates.
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