“A Breakfast Tale” by Aaron Wiegert

After beating a boulder of an egg into an opus of an omelette,
She hikes to the brook to wash her wares,
Notebook in the crook of her arm.

With rabbits scarce and foxes invisible, she tramples pinecones,
Scares squirrels.

Along the bank, a turtle settles into splintered sunlight,
And a brown bear barrels through skyhigh pines.

She scrubs the skillet in a rush of cool water
As an eagle roars, snatching her eye, dishes crashing,
She scrambles through the thicket.

A foe and fawn pay their dues and thoroughly chew
The pages recounting an epic breakfast.


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