a poem & picture story by @TweedTypewriter

A Basket Case

Last year’s Easter egg hunt was in the old cornfield ...

Now it seems that day ...

Not every egg was revealed ...

And that from those left back are this year being born acres and acres of stalks sprouting tiny eggcorns ...

Nature's packaged each one ...

In a shell in a husk ...

So cracking the eggcorns is a rusty padlock fuss ...

But once their outer layers are opened up and clean ...

The cob yolks deep inside Are like nothing you have seen ...

Purple, pink, and yellow, orange, blue, and jade ...

All the prettiest pastels, every springtime shade ...

Just how nature made this magic science is still figuring ...

But one thing learned so far: Mighty omelettes from the tiny eggcorns spring.

#poems #poetry #easter #eggs #creative #spring #holidays For more like this: www.tweedtypewriter.com

    1/15