A Hen Lays

[justlikeyou]

Look, this is a good idea. I know I will get lynched by the free-range good eggs,but you are missing golden opportunities by not sticking to 575.
The great anagrams are the simplest. Fired and fried.
Go to work on it.

The autumn air cracks;
a distant rifle fired.
Egg laid; fried I think.

Your poem.
It's the thinking that's fun.
Best,
tectak

That's very fun! I may end up back at 5-7-5 yet but want to play a bit more first.

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Completely revised:

In autumn air- together
they speak of the certainty
of birth then death

Not a revision,
It's lost all precision. Now,
not as envisioned.
Best,
tectak

I went back to that moment and distilled it down to what it was that initially struck me. It wasn't the sounds as such but rather the irony of moment  - the chicken birthing an egg = Life. The hunter's shot = death. That was the significance of the moment for me.

In the Autumn air
a chicken births irony
in the hunters kill

(it's 5-7-5 as well)