Here are some poems about chickens- and the impact they have on one's life (or at least my life)- that I thought you all might like:
"Chickadee"
Eggs are in the incubator,
Temperature 100 exact.
I can't believe there's life in there
When there is in fact.
For three weeks straight it's crazy,
Learning chicken facts.
If they are really in there
We sure cannot contact.
Day 21, they've broken out,
I can't believe they're well.
'Cause if you hatch out chickadees,
Only time will tell.
Written by me
March 2009
"Chickadee- Five Years Later"
Those precious eggs contained
Not only chickadees, but a curse,
Throwing my fragile mind into
A different universe.
Through the power of idea and pen,
An obsession was born
And what once made me a star
Has earned me hate and scorn.
What was chickadees became crime scenes,
prophecies, bombs and hurricanes.
but they all formed from fear and anger
disappointment, grief and pain.
Five years and fifty miles later
Looking back to where it all began
I found the chickadee girl inside.
She may still have a chance.
Written by me
April 2014
"Chickadee"
Eggs are in the incubator,
Temperature 100 exact.
I can't believe there's life in there
When there is in fact.
For three weeks straight it's crazy,
Learning chicken facts.
If they are really in there
We sure cannot contact.
Day 21, they've broken out,
I can't believe they're well.
'Cause if you hatch out chickadees,
Only time will tell.
Written by me
March 2009
"Chickadee- Five Years Later"
Those precious eggs contained
Not only chickadees, but a curse,
Throwing my fragile mind into
A different universe.
Through the power of idea and pen,
An obsession was born
And what once made me a star
Has earned me hate and scorn.
What was chickadees became crime scenes,
prophecies, bombs and hurricanes.
but they all formed from fear and anger
disappointment, grief and pain.
Five years and fifty miles later
Looking back to where it all began
I found the chickadee girl inside.
She may still have a chance.
Written by me
April 2014
