Egg Shell Poem

Lost Egg Shell

Tiffany blue skin

chocolate spots

No yolk

No chick

No violent death

Not a suicide from nest,

Not a reject dumped out,

Probable murder by raven.

A hedge sparrow, a house martin,

& a goldfinch calls out in sorrow.

Mother skulks in shadow,

she prays the chick peeps. 

Did the crow pick the moss nest

as I pick the bowl of Jelly Bellies?

Avoid 

caramel corn, buttered popcorn,

cantaloupe, toasted marshmallow,

cinnamon Harry Potter boogers...

Flavor is only in the shell,

inside is gooey duck jelly 

that protein a crow hunts.

The mother sees Lazuli Bunting baby

luminous in sapphire, sapphire, citrine

but he is a russet potato feathered boy.

don't judge by the colors,

one nightingale shares

300 love songs

Above the flavors I don't bite into

Copyright  ©  Caroline Gerardo April 5, 2018