Fertile Fur

Fertile fur white hops
eggs to sticky palms
begging chocolate Easter.

It doesn’t matter how
tall plastic grass grows
as long as baskets
are deep enough for hidden.

Lesson lines cackleberry nests
that quicker bunnies win the prize,
but tears will grow longer legs
to chase discovery next year.

Determination’s the fuel of empty hands.

©Susie Clevenger 2015

It seems Gertrude Stein is again my muse. :)
I wish I had invented the word, cackleberry,
but a Thesaurus search revealed it to me. 

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Comments

Sherry Blue Sky said…
Oh I thought I had invented the word cackleberry - I always ask little kids, when they are giggling, if they have been drinking giggle juice and eating cackleberries - which makes them giggle more..........Stein is always going to be a voice in my head, I suspect, having enjoyed her voice so much yesterday! I love this poem of yours, kiddo.
April 5, 2015 at 1:46 PM
grapeling said…
I can remember when my boys were still desirous of hunting candy. now, not so much... ~
April 5, 2015 at 2:50 PM
Rosemary Nissen-Wade said…
Delicious in all sorts of ways. (And I always thought my Grandma invented 'cackleberries'.)
April 5, 2015 at 5:06 PM
Hannah said…
Your poetry always delivers! Your closing lines really bring it in with a punch...every time! :)
April 5, 2015 at 6:44 PM
Ella said…
I love your poem~ I wish I had written my differently after reading yours~ Well done, Susie!
April 5, 2015 at 10:07 PM
Audrey Howitt aka Divalounger said…
I love invented words. This is a word that I would have thought would been--should have been! Happy Eater!
April 5, 2015 at 10:40 PM
Jim said…
I was thinking Gertrude Stein when I read this. It was affirmed when I found your tears with legs. You managed it nicely though.
Hmm, what was this about? At first I was thinking the Easter Bunny, now I think Easter in general. Nice write, Susie. I couldn't keep things straight to even start like you wrote.
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April 5, 2015 at 11:52 PM
Kerry O'Connor said…
As long as baskets are deep enough for hidden...

Extraordinary phrasing makes this Easter egg hunt a treat!
April 6, 2015 at 12:36 AM
Vandana Sharma said…
easter full wishes!!!
April 6, 2015 at 2:05 AM
Marian said…
This is full of gems, Susie. I especially like "deep enough for hidden." I'm feeling an ominousness in this short pen that's leaving me unsettled.
April 6, 2015 at 4:58 AM
hedgewitch said…
My husband always calls eggs that--and also, henfruit. ;_) I like the jumpy style you employ here--it kind of suggest the child all with its disconnected yet very relevant observations,makes me see a toddler running with chubby legs, and the thrills in the plastic grass.
April 6, 2015 at 12:28 PM
Magaly Guerrero said…
Your last line is energy made words... ♥
April 6, 2015 at 1:36 PM
ZQ said…
Well... that was interesting and delightful to read.
ZQ
April 6, 2015 at 10:54 PM
Other Mary said…
Love this especially:

...but tears will grow longer legs to chase discovery next year.
April 6, 2015 at 11:49 PM
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