Pieku

The darkening starlit sky 

The champagne is dry 

I hope it is obvious that a pieku is a holiday haiku. Toward the end of our Thanksgiving feast my mom passed out slips of paper announced the price of dessert: participation in pieku creation. 

No inspiration 

Like Evelyn’s pumpkin pie, 

So out of my way!

—Debi 

It looks interesting! 

Yes, I like to eat good pie!

I’ll be happy now 

—Mary

Pie and cake are good 

Cake with rum is better still 

I want both tonight 

—Sam

Pie is good for you

Your brain, your mouth, your essence. 

Would you like some more? 

—Mama

It’s hard to believe

I could put anything more 

In my bulging gut 

—Mama and Debi collaboration 

Don’t forget the crust. 

For all pies it is a must 

Eat until we bust. 

—John 

Pie crust is so great. 

Kent will certainly be late. 

He already ate. 

—John 

What lasts forever? 

Partially hydrogenized crisco. 

Shoot me now. 

—Mari 

O, the holidays!

Holy no longer, but here. 

Come, Lord Jesus, Come! 

—Mama

The cacophony 

After the Thanksgiving feast:

Thankful for it all. 

—Mari

Grandkids are the best

Would not trade them for the world

Legos underfoot 

—Daddy

More friends chimed in online: 

Difficult choices! 

Almond, chocolate, coffee

Creams, or raisin…sigh!

—Nancy

Family and friends

Turky, laughter, and much more

We are beyond blessed. 

—Amber

Time for pumpkin pie…

Beat and Bake to perfection. 

Nom nom nom…nom nom!

—Robert

Bird in the oven

Family are on their way…

Time for some more wine. 

—Misha

Well done, all! That last one is my favorite.