A Poem on Thursday

 Image from: Craftzine

Hildy by Jeanene Engelhardt

My Hen, Hildy, has a secret, 

Of the most amazing kind, 

For Easter she laid patterned eggs, 

That she, herself, designed:

Eggs with diamonds, 

Eggs with stars, 

Eggs with twinkly-winkly bars, 

Eggs with crescents, 

Eggs with flowers, 

And two eggs with rainbow showers!

My hen, Hildy, is a marvel,

She's a darling and a dear.

Best of all, she's promised me

To lay them every year!

This week is all about eggs.  The first assignment of C&C Photography is about framing the egg.  I woke up this morning and for the first time in weeks the sun was streaming into our living room - perfect for (hopefully) some interesting egg photos on black and white backgrounds.  Plus the shops are fully of eggs at the moment.  Not so many chocolate eggs (although there are definitely them as well) but also eggs for dying and blowing and boiling.  Easter has never really been a big celebration for me, but it's interesting to see how differently it's celebrated here compared with Australia.  

With all this egg-business going on, I really wanted an "egg poem" this week.  And this is what I found.  It's not exactly what I wanted, but there is a definite lack of egg related poems out there.  Excluding Robert Frost's "The Egg and the Machine" which I don't like very much.  And I do like the idea of Hildy the Hen sitting in her coup thinking about all the lovely patterns she could "paint" on her eggs.