in the yard one dinosaur screams while the others scratch earth wet from morning rain
Tag: eggs
eggs (20161026)
if the heart cracks like an egg
will it hard boil like one too
you’ve had enough heartburn to make
centuries of party platters
deviled eggs with fancy star-shaped
piped yolks suspended in tasteless whites
the rubbery texture of the heart
the bitter sulphur taste of the heart
Poem 20141211
at easter
the kids hunted in the backyard
for eggs bill and i hid
the eggs had money in them
fluorescent pinks blues greens yellows
like a rainbow gone radioactive
in the comic book sense of radioactive
hiding in bushes and grass
and empty flower pots and the coiled hose
among the smooth river rocks
on top of the cinderblock fence in plain sight
we led the kids around until they found
the easy ones
then hinted by standing near
where the harder eggs
were hidden pointing with our feet
leaning against the wall
and carelessly exposing the egg
in its hiding place
and the kids knew what we were doing
and didn’t care
and filled their baskets
little victorious hunters
Words and Feathers 