14 March: The Egg

a fried egg

L’ Å“uf

Bright as
morning sun
an egg’s
yolk
springlike fresh
forsythia yellow
with a light
pinch of salt.


Written for Ragtag Daily Prompt “pinch” AI Digital Artwork is created using Midjourney. Imagery and poems ©Misky 2023 Shared on Twitter #amwriting @midjourney

11 responses to “14 March: The Egg”

  1. I just had breakfast but could use somne more after that!

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    1. I prefer mine poached.

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  2. Oh I want an egg now!

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  3. I love how the French run their articles into their nouns. My Dad likes doing that too. He would ask me if I wanted a negg or a boil degg or suh meggs. :-). THat image is photo quality. I love the light in it.

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    1. I love that. Does he speak quickly? Sometimes that happens when I speak too quickly – things smear together.

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      1. Dad is not what I would call a speed talker. Laconic in style. But he loves language and I think he hears how words get run together and enjoys sort of making fun of it.

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  4. Now that is a perfectly cooked egg, with its crispy-edged white and ponderous yolk awaiting a toast point jab.

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    1. Little toast soldiers. Nice.

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