Please, God, Let There Be Bacon // Day 30

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The saying goes, “What keeps many from becoming

Vegetarian

Is

Bacon.”

Succulent sizzle

In a cast iron pan

Or dripping greasy paper towels

Turning in the microwave.

Any way you cook it: bacon is beautiful. Tweet This

Brown

Fatty

Pork

Smelling of home

Saturdays

And bare feet on wood floor

Little faces begging for more.

(Is it bad that I hoard bacon?)

I remember the smell of pancakes

When my dad would cook them up

On weekends;

From my bed covers, I prayed:

Dear God, let there be bacon too.


This is Day 30 of 31 Days of Poetry. Confession: I’ve written about bacon before here.

Your to-do: Write a poem to bacon this weekend, then eat it—the bacon, not the poem (Unless you wrote the paper on the greasy paper towel. Then, well, you’ve got your own bacon issues.)

There’s nothing better than bacon. Tweet This

 

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October 30, 2015