The last three batches have withered,


curdled in the shell.

This time,

she will

give hope a chance to incubate;

she waits,

pulse a steady tapping, tentative scratchling of

egg-tooth to case,

while cell structure solidifies

and bone knits to tendon,

giving her dreams a chance to

grow feathers

and fly.

23 comments on “Incubation

  1. Gallivanta says:

    Hope there is a successful hatch this time.

  2. Ah that resonates with me. The last batch my chicken was sitting on didn’t work out 😦

  3. Robert Rife says:

    Fantastic, Melody.

  4. russtowne says:

    I especially love those last 3 lines yet again, my friend. You are a master at delivering powerful poetic punch lines.

  5. I don’t have a problem waiting within the Savior’s arms, and hope can’t be weak, but to me, it’s the shell that keeps us exercising faith [struggling within].

    • melodylowes says:

      It’s the tension between the ‘it is finished’ and ‘I’m not home yet’ that keeps us struggling – hopefully in productive ways. Thanks Debbie!

  6. Debbie says:

    I loved thinking about the eggs as dreams, growing feathers and flying! Wonderful, Melody! Thank you!

    • melodylowes says:

      Thanks! We studied eggs in Science in our classroom earlier this year – it wasn’t much of a jump from there. Lots of fodder for the imagination in a classroom….

  7. Caddo-Jael says:

    Sad and hopeful all together–just like life. “Struggling in productive ways”–some days yes, some days I stall out.

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