Debbie Guzzi Poet Sonnet

Pie Eyed

The trees have pumpkin-pied themselves
they're dipped in orange butterscotch.
The squirrel's nests of pick-up sticks
hide acorns stores which plink-plop.

Below the apple trees bowed branches
mother harvests windfalls for pies.
Father takes a old buck down
for mincemeat pie, bye and bye. 

The corn field's full of children small
gathering ears for Dutch Corn pie.
A cider smell of cinnamon
reminds of crispy crusts on standby.

Mother's at her best this season
and all those pies-- why its the reason!

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Suburban Lovechild March 21, 2015 at 3:25 PM I think I gained 5lb just reading this lol, I would almost eat anything covered in a pie crust. Never had Dutch Corn pie, sounds great.

Julia Ward February 12, 2015 at 2:43 PM That's good fun, Debbie.

Dr.Ram Mehta December 9, 2014 at 8:46 AM Yummy pone, congrats on the win, Deb

Paul Callus December 8, 2014 at 2:35 PM Your Pie sounds delicious, Debbie....although I had never heard of a Dutch Corn pie before! Love the imagery. Congrats on a lovely win. // paul

Roy Jerden December 8, 2014 at 2:20 PM This one started out very iambic. Loved the imagery! Congratulations! Debbie Guzzi December 8, 2014 at 6:22 PM could be, could be, perfect meter doesn't make it or break it for me, but you can school me if you like and we can change it, to make it perfect!

Richard Lamoureux December 8, 2014 at 12:42 PM This is fun, congrats.

Jan Allison December 8, 2014 at 11:33 AM a delightful read - many congrats Debbie:-) hugs Jan xxx

Sheri Fresonke Harper December 8, 2014 at 10:43 AM Debbie, I love the imagery and beauty and tastefulness of this poem. Thanks for entering the pie contest, truly wonderful submissions sent in, congratulations on your win.

Robert Lindley November 25, 2014 at 8:56 AM I dearly love sonnets and yours are right there with the best. Never heard of Dutch corn pie but I bet its delicious as is your fine write! A super 7 sonnet...

Andrea Dietrich November 9, 2014 at 12:18 AM a pleasant modern sonnet on pies, Debs. I love the colors, smells and tastes this gives us.

Mario De Paz November 7, 2014 at 11:28 AM A very good description of a season devoted to consuming pies!

Richard Lamoureux November 7, 2014 at 8:49 AM Yummy! Seems like a good reason to me. I like the mood you create with this piece.

Anne-Lise Andresen November 7, 2014 at 8:03 AM - Debbie, a lovely and sweet poem - Luck in contest - oxox // Anne-Lise :)

Rhonda Johnson-Saunders November 7, 2014 at 7:36 AM Debbie, this sweet poem is delicious! I can taste the pies...thanks for reading my I Am poem and for the kind comments. I wrote a pantoum yesterday and had a little trouble with the flow. It's called A Secret. If you get a chance, I could use an honest critique. Thanks. Love and Blessings, Rhonda