d’Verse Poets Pub – Quadrille #53 – Egg
I meant to paint an egg ……
Maybe three
Lovely brown eggs
With some dark speckles
A downy feather stuck
To one of them
A slight crack for interest
put them in a nest,
in a coop,
with some chickens
Instead
I painted a pear
rhymeswithbug 
This is sweet.
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I know… sometimes we think of the chicken… painting a pear sounds just as well.
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Smiling I am…….in such a few words and in such a practical way, you’ve described the happenstance of the muse 🙂 Loving this response to the prompt!
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Thanks, Lillian 🙂
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Nice one!!! the path is not always as the crow flies
much love…
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Thank you 🙂
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I liked the surprise transition at the end to a pear.
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Even better!
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Well I didn’t see that coming…….which was great! We have intentions we never follow and sometimes that leads us down more adventurous paths. Here’s to painting pears! 🙂
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I’ve always loved the Russian painted eggs. They’re so ornate!
Sometimes I really wish I could go back to my childhood on a holiday. My brother and I had wonderful times decorating eggs. It’s all just memories now.
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Aww sweet! You made me smile with this one!💖
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Very sweet.
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I like the this…amusing and a reality of creativity.
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Hi Candy! I’ve commented twice and neither comment is showing. I wonder if they went to spam? It’s happened a few times on other poets’ posts. I think WordPress is having hiccups again. 🙂
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This comment showed up. I’ll check the spam folder. Just imagine all the lost comments floating around in cyberspace!
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