[stylist] Easter exercise

Sat Apr 7 22:25:34 UTC 2012

Hi Barbra, very well done, as I read each and every paragraph, I couldn't 
wait to read the next one, it's a lot like life isn't it. Paul E Baver
----- Original Message ----- 
From: "Barbara Hammel" <poetlori8 at msn.com>
To: "Writer's Division Mailing List" <stylist at nfbnet.org>
Sent: Friday, April 06, 2012 11:36 PM
Subject: Re: [stylist] Easter exercise


> Here's one I wrote a few years ago.  I know, it's not helping me get my 
> juices flowing to post old stuff, but at least it's contributing.  And 
> nothing's stopping me from writing something new and contributing it 
> later.
>
>
>   EGG PROBLEM
>
> YESTERDAY we dyed the eggs,
> Today they've gone and hid,
> But any more they can't be found
> By just any kind of kid.
>
> Skye must find the smiley-faces,
> Drake must find the cars,
> I can find just butterflies
> And Wren, just ones with stars.
>
> Each can find six hard-boiled ones,
> But all must have the same,
> For only one design
> Can be gotten by one name.
>
> So just for some variety
> Each egg is a different hue:
> Purple, pink and yellow,
> And orange and green and blue.
>
> And if you find another's egg
> And in your basket put,
> You may get punched with fist,
> Or kicked hard with a foot.
>
> Yesterday when we dyed the eggs
> We shouldn't have used stickers at all,
> And why should we care about colors?
> Just find six, and have a ball.
>
> What kind of fun is there to have
> When everything's just about me?
> Little Wren found Drake's blue one
> So now he's angry as can be.
>
> I don't care that she found my green,
> We'll sort it out at the end.
> It's only a hunt for Easter eggs,
> Is that too hard to comprehend?
>
> And in the end when shells are peeled
> They all will taste the same
> Regardless of which sticker
> Did match up with which name.
>
> Barbara
>
>
>
> Poetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance. -- Carl Sandburg
> -----Original Message----- 
> From: Bridgit Pollpeter
> Sent: Friday, April 06, 2012 5:27 PM
> To: stylist at nfbnet.org
> Subject: [stylist] Easter exercise
>
> Hey guys,
>
> I've been cleaning up my folders and found this poem. I wrote it for my
> funds. Of poetry class, and in lieu of the upcoming holiday, I thought
> we could try our hands at writing something about the holiday- Easter or
> Passover, or whatever this time of year means to you. Fiction, poetry,
> nonfiction- no matter, just let your imagination go to work.
>
> FYI, I'm no poet and this does not compare to those poets on the list,
> but I thought I'd share anyway. It's not great, but I like the
> sentiments behind my intent.
>
> Candy Faith
>
> Pastel eggshells and candy animals consume a holiday,
> "Sorry, sold out of bloody images to feed the kiddies,
> but we can stuff them with chocolate."
> Praise Willy Wonka!  Thou shallt love thee Almighty.
> Standing righteous in our money,
> washed anew by Capitalism.  Cling to this faith
>
> we wait in line to purchase faith,
> as seen on tv. We must have this holiday ,
> religious experiences bought with hard earned money.
> Christian, Muslim, Hindu mean nothing to the sterilized minds of
> children.
> Striving for shards of cash we thank the Almighty,
> for the abundance of items bought at Wal-mart like rabbits dipped in
> chocolate.
>
> Kids buzz about after a day gorging on chocolate.
> They hoped and prayed for full baskets and were rewarded for their
> faith.
> With care pink and purple peeps were placed next to the candy Almighty,
> peanut butter bunnies, pink glitter ribbons, plastic 9-MM's flash the
> holiday,
> and the latest World of Warcraft excites our children,
> receiving the education of American money,
>
> Priceless.  Life dangles on a delicate balance of money,
> the unalienable right to take up arms for chocolate.
> Vanquished are those who oppose our children,
> Damn those who destroy our candy faith.
> Another buck for Hallmark this holiday.
> Don't worry, it's all in the name of the Almighty.
>
> Love is all powerful and mighty.
> Love floats on shafts of money,
> buying another holiday,
> coating faith in chocolate,
> and any store carries faith.
> "Upwards and forwards," we tell our children.
>
> Ideals nestle cozy in shopping bags giving children,
> wide-eyed wonder for the almighty,
> abundance of toys.  And we are the faithful,
> giving this day over to money,
> and lead us into temptation of chocolate,
> for jelly beans, Sweet Tarts, Cadbury eggs are thy kingdom and power and
> glory this holiday.
>
> Children are birthed with an awe of money,
> raised in the almighty belief of chocolate
> Faith is a virtue on this candy Holiday.
>
> Sincerely,
> Bridgit Kuenning-Pollpeter
> Read my blog at:
> http://blogs.livewellnebraska.com/author/bpollpeter/
>
> "History is not what happened; history is what was written down."
> The Expected One- Kathleen McGowan
>
>
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