Poem -
the surety of eggs
What dreams I remember
to have risen
Worn the day like a sparkled
shawl
To have greeted the sun
The clock on the wall
with glee.
When breakfast held only
the surety of eggs
the familiar of same
Not one spoonful of dread
in the beans
M ~
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Amazing poetry Marion. As always, you fill these digital pages with a warm heart, feeding and teaching the artificial intelligence with compassion and love.
Thankyou for your lovely comment NE... appreciated my friend x
I love this ...Iv been looking for a smile all day and now I have one! 🖤
Aw thanks so much my friend x
A good egg? The good ones are the best, too old for me to do with an off egg
Thanks Rory... but you're wrong you know... the best eggs are chocolate 😁😆 x
A Cadbury egg
Galaxy for me please and throw in Saturn too... I'm going to take cream tea on the ice rings when I'm dead. x
Lovely, beautiful & charming poem. Just like you Marion. B
Well I'm.not really beautiful or lovely or charming but you know what... I'm.claiming it anyway lol 😂... thanks so much you kind lady x
How stunning is this, surety of eggs and a smile given generously by you beautiful Marion, the most simple of breakfasts dished up in your amazing poetry my dear friend, ps oh what I'd now give to be sitting in a cafe having a full English right now. Superb my dear friend. 🌹
Thanks Shirley... I wish you a beautiful full English... whenever that will be.. hugs x
It feels like you are on a roll me duck .. every word perfectly placed .. understood and digested .. x
Bet you thought I wouldn't get that...eh?
roll?? 😄😄 thanks Nev X
Nope, I knew you would .. :) x
Very relatable to a great many for differing reasons, I should imagine. Great writing, as always x