Poem by Maggie Bloomfield

Humpty Dumpty

Humpty Dumpty wobbled on the wall.
The children below bellowed for a fall.
Humpty, the last of his kind,
hid tears behind his spectacles.
He knew his fate, written long ago.
There were no eggs left to feed the children,
the chickens all dead from bird flu.
The children were hungry and cruel.
One threw a stone.
Humpty struggled to keep his balance,
but too late.
The fall was great.
His last memory was the crack
of his shell as he hit
the pavement.
The children rushed to lick
Humpty’s golden remains from the cement.
The king, all his horses, and all his men
laughed and left the scene,
for they had their own secret stash
of chickens back at the palace,
and they weren’t sharing those birds with
                Nobody!

THEME: Childhood Hunger

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Maggie Bloomfield is a therapist/performer/published/award-winning poet, and an EMMY award winner for lyrics on Sesame Street. She has published two chapbooks, Trains of Thought, Local Gems Press, (2016) and Sleepless Nights (Finishing Line Press,(2019). Maggie holds an MFA from Stony Brook, Southampton (SBSH) and co-hosts Poetry Street, a monthly poetry venue in Riverhead, NY.
www.maggiebloomfield.com

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