Chicken Egg

Chicken Egg

A Poem by William Michael Reeves
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For Cherrie Palmer who asked me, "Which came first ... ?

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For millions of years large eggs
were laid by dinosaurs.
Now, modern man with questions begs;
read this to answer yours.

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A Dactyl name of Pterra Fair
flew primordial skies.
Had need to land and lay a pair ...
hear baby dino cries.

Her mate was called ~ he's Firma Prime;
with haste he built a nest.
Relieved, she dropped her eggs in time;
laid two, then took a rest.

But lo! She saw that one was small,
and white as snow 'pon peaks.
The father shrieked, "Not mine at all!"
They nudged it with their beaks.

The hatchling cracked its brittle shell ~
from evolution hopped.
A chick of theirs they could not tell.
One look ... their eyeballs popped!

Like nothing e'er before been seen,
a yellow ball of fluff,
was born of cute mutated gene ~
parental hopes went puff.

The other egg then broke and hatched
a dragon like it should.
Yet, try they would with kids mismatched
to raise them if they could.

With wings as strong as they were wide
their progeny took flight.
But chick looked down and tried to hide,
when all that air caused fright.

Then comets rained upon the earth ~
long winter did descend.
Despite its prehistoric birth,
for birds ... was not an end.

It found a hole and hibernates;
for eons chick laid low.
And waited for what time creates,
the life that we all know.

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So, if you wonder which was first,
the chicken or an egg?
The answer cooks, for which you thirst ~
"Don't eat me!" Chickens beg.

2023






© 2023 William Michael Reeves


Author's Note

William Michael Reeves
In a comment Cherrie asked me, "Which came first, the chicken or an egg?" I pondered on the question for some time, did some scientific research on the interweb where everything we read is true, and concluded the chicken came first. Though it came from an egg, the intention of that egg was to carry a dinosaur. The mutation better equipped to survive would have to happen first, then lay its own egg. Perhaps you are like me and have nothing better to do than contemplate the burning questions that have boggled us throughout time, and have come to your own conclusions. I would be interested in hearing about it.

Thanks for the inspiration Cherrie.

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What a fable. Aesop would be turning in his proverbial now.

Posted 11 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

William Michael Reeves

11 Months Ago

That would be one of my goals Ken ... cause the writers of old to sit up and take notice. Instead of.. read more
Lol what a way with words you have. 🙃 a totally fun 📚 read.

Posted 11 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

William Michael Reeves

11 Months Ago

I do love playing with words. Working them like Play-Doh. Folding phrases into Billigami. Thanks for.. read more

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Added on September 13, 2023
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William Michael Reeves
William Michael Reeves

Seattle, WA



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I live in Seattle. I have been a nurses aide most of my life and my experiences as a caregiver for people with disabilities has inspired much of my poetry. I love the puzzle of poetry. Expression with.. more..

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