Happy National Poetry Month!
Today’s #wonderbreak [Want to learn more or join in?] is about conkers, those big, round seeds that fall from horse chestnuts and conk you on the head.
Seeds always amaze me, how they have everything they need inside to make…whatever they are going to make. For this little poem, I was thinking about unfolding into a tree, but then the kind of seed inspired me to compare it to a baby horse, too.
Donna Smith says
I love the comparison – and of course this color of horse is called chestnut too. Horse chestnut – chestnut horse…
Amy Ludwig VanDerwater says
This is just perfect! I love it! I, too, am a fan of horse chestnuts…just love having one in my pocket. I never knew folks called them conkers! And a foal – just perfect. xx
Irene Latham says
Oh, that little foal struggling up… love that comparison, Laura! Thank you!
These charmers become so mighty and leafy green. Truly a magic bean of a seed.