Bart Edelman

Egg on the Run

Cracked, whisked, scrambled,
Just call me Steady Eddie,
Ready for today’s omelette—
Breakfast at its finest.
You can beat me silly,
But it will not keep me
From being a good yolk,
Serving folks, faithfully,
Running this way and that.
Yes, I have my job to do,
A reputation worth upholding.
I bring the best to any table—
One blessed egg at a time.

Bart Edelman’s poetry collections include Crossing the Hackensack, Under Damaris’ Dress, The Alphabet of Love, The Gentle Man, The Last Mojito, The Geographer’s Wife, Whistling to Trick the Wind, and This Body Is Never at Rest: New and Selected Poems 1993 – 2023, forthcoming from Meadowlark Press.