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Autumnal Transition of the Bounty

The pumpkins The pumpkins The pumpkins all are gone. Where did all the lovely pumpkins go? I saw them just a month ago outside the grocery store- so round and sitting pretty in a row. Potatoes Potatoes Potato sales are on the sweet, the brown, and every type we know. Now trickling down from Idaho to us are spuds galore. When pumpkins disappear, potatoes flow!

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Gert W. Knop

Date: 11/11/2010 4:56:00 AM

We still have nice pumpkins here on sale as well as heaps of potatoes, Andrea! I do love pumpkin soup with meat balls and well spiced! Without potatoes I would feel hungry all day! Enjoyed your poem, Andrea! And thank you for all your kind comments! I had to revise my manuscript of a novel so I haven't been much on Soup lately...Love, Gert

Gerard Keogh Jr.

Date: 11/4/2010 3:19:00 PM

This is good and I think that you should expand it another verse or two. My critique is that it is too short and the reader wants to read more. How are you? Sorry about the delays and lags, but I am going for a degree at my age in teaching and I am really tied up in schoolwork. Regards, Gerard

Carolyn Devonshire

Date: 11/4/2010 6:33:00 AM

Check the fridge and you may find some pumpkin pie, Andrea. This is a fun poem in a unique style. Some folks carve faces on potatoes as well as pumpkins if that helps at all. LOL Enjoyed very much, Andrea! Love, Carolyn (Because of the clever style you employed, this might make a good entry for Constance's contest. If you enter it, I wish you success!) Love, Carolyn

Phyllis Babcock

Date: 11/2/2010 4:06:00 PM

The pumpkins are now in the pie and the potatoes are taking their place in the oven as scalloped potatoes. l love poems about food....sure makes you hungry. Luv Phyl

Sara Kendrick

Date: 11/2/2010 7:27:00 AM

Glad that different food items come off at different times so that we humans can enjoy bounty year round..God is so Good...The year that I went to the Halloween Carnival at the City Park was the only time that I celebrated Halloween growing up..That was a good time and a bad time..I ended up the next day with the measles rash all over me with nausea and a headache..We did not have as many immuzations back then..Sara

Dr Hitendra Mehta

Date: 11/2/2010 12:57:00 AM

Andrea ...Innovative presentation of words...... Thnx for your comments on contest entry "Treat with laughter" ... Luv/Best wishes....Hitendra Mehta

Kabuteng P.Ink K.

Date: 11/1/2010 8:14:00 PM

and where have you gone, Andrea?? sure do miss you over here-- now it's my turn to say-- "Come back, come back!!" just want to make you smile-- :) -- hope to see you here but I am happy to see this new poem from you (this almost reads like a song or a chant)-- love how you titled it and of how those pumpkins make way for potatoes-- have to say I like potatoes more ;) --hugs to you-- nikko :)

Audrey Haick

Date: 11/1/2010 3:29:00 PM

Andrea, now it's my time to ask where have you been? Delightful write for this time of year. Hope all is well. Love, Audrey

Daver Austin

Date: 11/1/2010 2:01:00 PM

Danged if I don't know what happened to them dang pumpkins. Squirrels et em! Yep! Them little critters like ta suck the innards outa the dang things. I'm partial to potatoes and thus do so like your fine poem. Love, Dave

C.C Bloomsfield

Date: 11/1/2010 9:50:00 AM

I love both pumpkins and potatoes and i love your sweet poem :)Celene.

Chuck Keys

Date: 11/1/2010 8:43:00 AM

really cute work. maybe the pumpkins evolved into pumpkin pies and when will mine be ready? thanks, chuck