Day 13: Egg Ghazal

When I get stuck for thoughts for a poem, I have old files on my computer that contain fragments of free verse I wrote randomly.

 So for the prompt for today I returned to one of these files and found a few lines about time being an egg, I thought okay, that could be a theme. So here is an egg ghazal, which like all my form poetry, doesn’t really follow the form!

Egg II

 

Time has been sandpapered down

The rough edges of the past smoothed out, oval as an egg

 

I’ve been turning over a pebble in my mind

It is a yellow shade, speckled as an egg

 

Cracking it open, the yolk stains

The whisk of the whites into froth, tumbled as an egg

 

Memory is not self contained, it is brittle

Easy to spill and batter, careless, dropped as an egg

 

I made pancakes for breakfast, with almonds

The morning clucked as a hen does over an egg

 

Rebecca, you said, these pancakes are great

Our palms held each other, light as an egg.

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The Stirred quad is formed of Rebecca Audra Smith, Anna Percy, Jasmine Chatfield and Lenni Sanders.

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One comment on “Day 13: Egg Ghazal
  1. […] this seemed a good chance to write another. You can see my egg ghazal on my other blog for Stirred here. Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:LikeBe the first to like […]

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