Egg

Egg tottering,
        nest ruptured by careless wind,
        future flight’s dashed promise,
        embryonic wings unformed.

Bird ghost’s
        first and last airborne arc,
        parabolic to slate below,
        shattered shell and yellow stain.

Surprised child
        stops, curious, then home
        crying in fear, chased by
        angry mother cawing grief.

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