Tonight's Poet Corner: Sonnet Solstice #273
I Cracked An Egg
by Belinda Roddie
I cracked an egg and let the yolk sift through
my fingers like a yellow, sticky sand
as you prepared your fav'rite winter stew
and hoped that I would lend a helping hand
to your cooking endeavors. But, alas,
I was incapable of such support,
and so I lay upon the couch, a vast
ocean of silence between us. You poured
two glasses of red wine, and I sat down
at the table to indulge in your meal.
the wrecked chicken offspring already drowned
in the kitchen sink. It all felt unreal,
though the flavor of the food brought me back
to days of joy - a welcome heart attack.
by Belinda Roddie
I cracked an egg and let the yolk sift through
my fingers like a yellow, sticky sand
as you prepared your fav'rite winter stew
and hoped that I would lend a helping hand
to your cooking endeavors. But, alas,
I was incapable of such support,
and so I lay upon the couch, a vast
ocean of silence between us. You poured
two glasses of red wine, and I sat down
at the table to indulge in your meal.
the wrecked chicken offspring already drowned
in the kitchen sink. It all felt unreal,
though the flavor of the food brought me back
to days of joy - a welcome heart attack.
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