What came first the chicken or the egg?
The jury is still out on this one. Wait....
Have we found a referee to settle this dispute?
AP: Honorable Mention 2026
Not for me, i'm not going to buy it.!
I like multi-toned eggshells
Bad move guys cause
I will never..Ever boil
Poach scramble
Or fry it.)
Too hot.
outside.
Fry egg,
sidewalk.
Big hawk,
dry mouth.
Yes rains
coming.
How hot,
too hot.
Fall is,
waiting.
Hooray!!!
A cigar and an egg
(a memory of a ritual encounter)
Pay Papa Death bell tolls
Dancing radiants of fluorescent sunlight
Incense choking the drums
Will it work? Perhaps.
Watch him collapse
That —
Monolith man obsessed with life and mammon
That —
Homunculus bastard born of a womb-less night
White ovum cracked on her arched back
Yellow vitellus crawls down her ass crack
The magician needs it all
Ingest
That Protoplasm trimester truffle
Before the god and his people suffer
Without need of the preacher’s seed
Oh, but the saints doth bleed
And hath bled
And doth live
And hath been dead
But the rite finds its purchase
The egg has been lost
Results are their purpose
But each with their cost
The price thus to be paid:
A dollar for a spell
And a life for a babe
The potato, to the egg, he cooed,
"You are by far my favorite food",
and he continued as he said,
"Might you and I soon be wed?"
The egg, to the potato, spoke,
"My, but you're a handsome bloke.
Our shapes are very much the same,
and I, with love, will take your name."
To seal the deal, they sweetly kissed,
and drew up an invitation list
(so their best friends would not be missed).
Little envelopes were addressed to these:
peppers, mushrooms, onions, cheese.
A happier occasion was never known,
how beautiful was egg in her silken gown,
the proud potato fried golden brown,
a party well-remembered, though
it was washed down with my morning joe.
superior orb
spritely spring mobility ~
geese neatly nesting
(April Full Moon – Dakota)
Treasure hunting
glossy objects--
as glorious
Easter Sunday ends.
Thanking Jesus,
for some eggs,
chocolatey wabbits,
Heaven's cream gems.
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There once was an egg, quite stout,
Whose insides were firm, no doubt.
Though boiled with zeal,
It refused any peel~
I can fix that, the squirrel said with a shout.
Did Hannah See Bees? Hannah Did,
eating blue cheese with the big kid.
Noel, Let's Egg Estelle On,
about her friend little John.
They ran fast down the hill and slid.
The Chicken and the Egg
Woke up fearing the blood sugar
was too low, so I went into the kitchen to get something to eat
found under a platter, a small fried chicken leg
I thought chicken legs were getting smaller and smaller
They must kill the chicken as soon as they get out of the egg
Not a chance for them to be yellow, innocent babies
as painted on the wall in the pre-school visited by a
32-year-old veteran of 8 wars.
It goes without saying that veterans are heroes defending
say, America, from being invaded by all and sundry
But we know the war they fight and often die for is
in the service of warmongers and Israel
There’s a rooster and a chicken both well fed
Ode poem to them for they created an egg
I love the egg well before it becomes a new life
I use it to make an omelette with poetry spice
Verbs splashes of red onion taste so good
Peppered prepositions used as one should
Buttery nouns sautéed until brown in the pan
Milky splashes of adjectives because we can
Cheesy punctuations used for emphasis
Plus some bacon not forsaken adding bliss
It can be turkey or from pork in limerick
And to finish add in spinach sonnet’s kiss
Ode to the chicken and rooster parents love
They created an egg
with which I’m fed
Can’t get enough I’m stuffed
Enticing a fox
stored in the hen house
guarded by rooster
one with double yolks
sold to a grocery
over easy
chickens run free
duck eggs are orange
Denver omelet
pie crust brushed
fried and fluffed
toad in hole
scrambled
boiled
egg
All day long, I live in fright,
I have to get the answer right.
At night, I fret the hours away -
"Does day follow the night,
or does night follow the day?"
Thoughts of a zebra's back
are giving me a heart attack.
I have to get the answer right.
Are zebras white on black
or are they black on white?
Living on an island by a lake
leaves lots of room for a mistake.
It's a question I can't shake.
Does my land, water surround
when I have water all around?
My dad once said, "What's puzzling me
is 'Won't you marry me?'".
My mom quickly answered, "Yes".
My dad wondered,
"Yes - you will not?
Or yes - you will"?
That's all I've got.
What egg shape is the best
for a bird who hatches in a nest?
Something oval or ellipse,
is perfect for one who has no lips.
To step back through time
to change what happened for good
is to risk yourself—
the wound you long to unmake
is the scar that forged our fate
One thread pulled apart
unravels what you can't see—
unpredictably
reshapes the tapestry threads
woven by intervention
Who dares choose which grief
was needless, or wrongly borne
in egg unscrambled—
erase one hurtful moment
unmakes strength in resilience
When you do return
to the new now you have made
the past is erased—
But your memories retain
the world that once held your past
Stand in the present
the only way time allows—
see what might have been
as way paving the future
teaching us not to turn back
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