chicken egg

chicken egg poem by steven james humphreys

shall our

soul

hatch out

a chicken egg

cracked?

did the egg

come first

and the fowl

fawned

last?

calm before

stormy seas

mastless

sailboats

pass

drifting

near

a grateful

golden red

setting sun

a much

welcomed

horizon

at last.

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