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Easter is upon us, spring is in full swing, and it’s the beginning of another week of poetry at the dVerse Poets Pub. I’m Kim from Writing in North Norfolk and the bar is now open for the Quadrille, when we take any meaning of one word and transform it into 44 poetic words.
Today I would like you to write a poem of exactly 44 words (not counting your title), including the word egg.
The dictionary defines ‘egg’ as an oval or round object produced by females, from which young emerge, and which can be used as food. Egg is also a verb meaning to encourage, urge or incite. We have eggshell, which can be the outside layer of an egg or a type of paint, egg cups and eggnog. We refer to intellectuals as eggheads, and the aubergine is also called eggplant. At Easter time, many people enjoy chocolate eggs; there are bejewelled eggs, such as those made by Fabergé; and The Beatles sang about the Egg Man on ‘I am the Walrus’.
According to Wikipedia, the largest recorded egg was from a whale shark and was 30 cm × 14 cm × 9 cm (11.8 in × 5.5 in × 3.5 in) in size. At 1.5 kg (3.3 lb) and up to 17.8 cm × 14 cm (7.0 in × 5.5 in), the ostrich egg is the largest egg of any living bird, although the extinct elephant bird and some dinosaurs laid larger eggs. The bee hummingbird produces the smallest known bird egg, which weighs half of a gram (around 0.02 oz). Some eggs laid by reptiles and most fish, amphibians, insects and other invertebrates can be even smaller.
Join us in writing egg-shaped poems! Just be sure your 44-word poem contains some form of the word egg.
Here’s how to Quadrille:
- Write a poem of exactly 44 words, including the word egg.
- Put your poem on your blog and link back to this post.
- Link it up to our Mr. Linky.
- Visit other blogs. Enjoy some amazing poets. Comment. Come back later this week and write another one, and visit some more. Comment some more. Create as many poems as you please, including ones with all the words.
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Welcome to Monday and the fortnightly Quadrille! When I scheduled this prompt I forgot that the clocks were changing in the US and the UK this weekend and it has appeared an hour early. I’m eggcited about this evening’s Quadrille’s and am expecting a few yolks from some of our regulars. we have had beautiful sunshine in Norfolk but have been told to expect colder weather by Friday and possibly snow over Easter. Oh well, I’ve been spoilt by the early taste of sunshine.
Please excuse the random apostrophe in the word Qaudrilles!
And ‘We’ should have begun with a capital letter. Fumbly finger syndrome strikes again!
That’s the first time I’ve seen the inside of an egg painted and quite elaborately as well.
We used to paint the outside of eggs in Germany. I remember some masterpieces.
I love this prompt and I think I may have seen that painting in real life. I thought it was Vermeer? MFA in Boston? I will make time for eggs today. 🙂
Great! I look forward to reading your Quadrille. 😊
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Evening Kim…..eggcellent prompt..:)….first poem is up and now to ‘all the words’ and some reading.
Hi Paul! I just had to take a break from the computer and come back to your comment. I’ll be reading in a tick!
Good afternoon~ We are so eggcited for this Quadrille, smiles~ I will hit the trail in a bit as I am still in the office. Thanks for hosting Kim ~
It’s already evening here, Grace. I hope you don’t have to work for much longer. I’m looking forward to your poem.
Lots of fun facts about one of my favorite foods, Kim. We get our eggs from mountain chickens, so it’s a stretch to even call them “farm fresh,” as they just roam some mountain land nearby and the owner has a couple of “sheepdogs” to keep predators away. Actually, just had one (an egg, not a chicken, dog, or predator) for lunch!
Mountain chickens sound fun and I bet the eggs are delicious. I love eggs too, especially omelettes and fried ones. When i lived in Ireland I grew rather fond of duck eggs.
And quail eggs you could find all over in China: street barbecue!
I’ve had them too but not barbecued.
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Eggs are in the season… but I used egg as a verb instead
Sounds good to me, Bjorn!
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Hi all! A wonderful prompt for just before Easter! Thank you Kim for this prompt. I’ll be posting diretly.
Hi Toni! I think we’ll be reading some beauties today.
I think so too. I can hardly wait. I’m off to the market but will be back later to read and comment.
I wish we still had a local market. We have a very nice farm shop I like to visit, where they also sell things for the garden: plants, pots, statuary, wind chimes, seeds, bulbs and all sorts of stuff. Now I’ve mentioned it, I have to go this week – they have a lovely cafe too!
I love the elaborate Faberge eggs. Here in Richmond at the VMFA is one of the largest collection of Faberge eggs, each more amazing than the last. The museum shop actually sells miniature Faberge eggs, each enameled in gorgeous colors to wear as a charm or on a necklace.
I would love a Faberge egg but I know I could never afford one. It’s a matter of window shopping for me. I’ll keep my eye open for miniature ones, though. 🙂
The miniatures run between $8 USD and $50 depending upon the materials used. My mother-in-law has one modeled after the Lily of the Valley eggs crusted with diamonds. Wayyyyy too expensive for me. I have a rather plain one I bought years ago in rich shades of cobalt and ruby. $7 years ago. I love it.
Hello from Bermuda! I’ve posted….our time here is an hour ahead of Boston and I’m having trouble remembering that. Love the prompt. Have you seen the Russian Easter eggs? They are beautiful!!! 🙂
Thanks for hosting, Kim.
I’m so glad you made it, Lill! I’m reading in between doing something else for another half an hour and then I will be focusing on reading and commenting. I’m looking forward to your Quadrille 🙂
The weather has cleared up and I am happy to be back to biking but today’s a day off so writing a poem it is! I love that egg with the Kiss in it, one of my favorite artist’s at work.
Nice article by Sherry on Chiaroscuro, the dVerse anthology on Poets United today. If you haven’t read it, check it out: http://poetryblogroll.blogspot.com/2018/03/a-chat-with-bjorn-and-grace-presenting.html
Have a nice Monday I’ll be back to link soon. Hugs all around!
Have a great Monday off, Bekkie! I read Sherry’s interview earlier. I’m just switching from Kindle to laptop – the Kindle’s unwieldy and keeps changing my words!
Thank you! I know there’s some people who might of missed it. I almost did. Lol! Hugs!
Bless you, Bekkie! 🙂
I love that interview by Sherry – thank you dear Sherry for the feature!
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Love to eat them, view them and now to write a poem to the egg – thank you for this timely quadrille. Could not bring myself to eggspress myself any clearer than the eponymous title
I’m looking forward to reading it!
Thank you for joining us, Laura. 🙂
Loved the prompt, Kim!💖 Sharing my poem “When the fog kissed the ground”… hope you like it. 😊
I’ve just returned to my laptop after a short break to do something else. I look forward to reading your Quadrille, Sanaa!
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Anticipating an eggstravaganza! Nice prompt.
Thanks Sarah – looking forward to your eggstraordinary Quadrille!
The egg is supposed to be available
Sent from my iPad
It should be – we;’re not out of stock yet and the hens are still laying!
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Hi, Kim! I suppose it’s the wrong season for spiked nog. I’ll just have a Whiskey and some pretzels. I hope I haven’t laid one with my poem for tonight!
I’m sure I called rustle (pun intended) a spiked nog for you, Charley! I enjoyed your fun poem. I’ve read such a range of poetry this evening, I’m just about ready to put my head down. That’s the nice thing about dVerse – you can always come back in the morning. 🙂
Indeed! Nightie-night.
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Hi Kim- Great prompt for this time of year. Thanks for hosting!
Thanks for joining me at the bar, Linda!
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You need to post your poem on the Mr. Linky, not in the comments. 😊
I thought I posted it there. Maybe it didn’t work>?
It’s there now!
I found it after I hit the poetry trail. We do not post links to poems in the comment/pub area. I have already read and commented on your poem.
Thanks for joining us, Larry! The best way to link up and for everyone to get to your poem is by clicking on the Mister Linky button and pasting your link there.
I did that as soon as I finished and I thought it worked out
Sometimes there’s a delay. It’s showing now.
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A perfect prompt word for the week, eggactly what my muse needed. haha I just had to..
🙂
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Evening, Poets! Thanks, Kim, for this eggsacting post! 🙂 As it’s almost ten in New York, I’ll catch up with you all on the poetry trail tomorrow.
We really are like passing ships in the night – I’ve been up a while and watched the sun rise!
😆
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This is eggstraspecial, Kim! 🙂
I kept it light and fluffy.
Off to bed! Can’t wait to read the variations on the prompt.
I’ve been up about half an hour and I’m ready to read and comment again. The Quadrilles I read last night were fabulous and this morning’s reading will be too. 🙂
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Ah….it’s going to be a Bermudaful day here….I’m up early while it’s still a bit dark. Coffee brewing and ready to do some reading before heading to the local laundromat. My niece was visiting for a week and left yesterday afternoon. Ten more days to enjoy these cerulean, azure, aquamarine, navy, royal blue and every other shade of blue below the heavens in these glorious waters! 🙂 Just an eggzemplary poetic muse! 🙂
Sounds idyllic. And you should be returning to spring!
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This was a fun prompt–so many ways to go with it. I was finishing page proofs yesterday and out taking my mom to the doctor today, so I’ve just posted one, and I’ll be back to read tomorrow when I’m more awake. 🙂
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Hello Kim…thank you for the prompt…egg ideas have been simmering at the back of my mind and then words came this morning…( I enjoyed the wide open feel of your prompt.)
Hi Janice! I’ll be over to read shortly. I look forward to reading your egg Quadrille. 😊
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