A Few Bad Eggs

Written for:  The Sunday Whirl, Wordle #266

Words:  champion, basket, dye, us, spring, straw, writhe, fire, smite, try, guise, deplorable

For us, Spring was a champion.
No one could dampen fun of dying
eggs. We tried to dunk them
in Easter-friendly colors, displaying
threads of fiery red in the centers.
Eggs were then set gingerly
in a straw basket. Under guise
of paper green grass, writhed
to form squiggles, we hid jelly
beans of green, yellow, black,
and white.

Next morning, a deplorable sight
greeted us outside our front door.
A score of smashed colored egg-
shells lay on the ground. Bullies
had smote a dozen eggs, stomping
on them with boot heels. Black
prints were clear in smears
of cracked shells, and pieces
of cooked eggs. But, we refused
to let a few bad eggs ruin
a tradition. Spring was still
reigning champion.

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About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are in the process of returning to New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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5 Responses to A Few Bad Eggs

  1. oldegg says:

    For all the determination to get over the vandalism there is sadness in this piece almost as though it was a true story. Easter a time of joy and longing of kids for eggs hopefully restored with the upbeat conclusion.

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  2. colonialist says:

    A lovely delivery of mixed emotions. I like the play on ‘bad eggs’, and it occurred to me that should such an incident occur it would serve the bullies right if some of the eggs were truly bad and had tainted them with the evidence of their crimes!

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