We’re three weeks in today; let’s keep the poeming going. For today’s prompt, write a sketch poem. My initial thought is to write a poem that’s like a sketch of a moment or an object. But you can play around with sketchy people or situations. Or just sketch something else together. — Robert Lee Brewer, Writer’s Digest
Easter egg hunt
We liked to hide Easter eggs
for you two to hunt
We would match the color of each plastic egg
to the flowers in grandmother’s garden
We were masters of camouflage
We’d count the eggs beforehand, dozens of them,
so we would know if you had found them all.
Some years, you didn’t,
and we couldn’t remember where,
until they’d turn up later, by days or weeks.
We didn’t even fill them with candy —
(there was more than enough candy in your baskets).
Sometimes after the finding,
we’d hide them again.
The joy was in the hunt.
