Like a soft-boiled egg
cracked with a spoon,
thoughts dribble and congeal.
Grey clouds are drifting candle smoke.
Mocked by the drooping willow,
I gaze past my reflection in the window:
another birthday
and autumn’s on its way.
Kim M. Russell, 2017
Image found on Pinterest
My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Tale Weaver # 131 – Birth
Michael says that we know birth as the beginning of our life journey. Birth can also be: The birth of a new idea, the birth of a nation, we can refer to a person’s birth right, we can say a person is British by birth, we can say a mother gave birth to ten children, we can talk about birth control, celebrating your birth day, refer to a person’s birth sign, refer to the importance of a person’s birthplace. This week he wants us to weave a tale using the concept of birth.
writing in north norfolk 
lovely poem, Kim 🙂
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Thank you, Lady Lee!
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The imagery of a boiled egg and thought process is unique and evocative. And happy birthday in case this is not a piece of fiction.
Thanks for playing along.
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Thank you for the birthday wishes, Lorraine. It is today. 😊
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And, of course, you also have 364 “unbirthdays” to celebrate as well.
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🙂
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Excellent! 🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺
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Thank you, Dorna!
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Time is like that isn’t it…..I liked this Kim…..birthdays do come and go and there’s not a lot apart from enjoy them that we can do.
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Thank you, Michael.
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