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Bacon. (inspired by earthgirl's bacon/eggs thread).

chadwickchadwick up my ass Posts: 21,157
edited October 2007 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
campfire bacon dew morning
fresh-air wood burning cast-iron-skillet
coffee blended bacon aroma
old dried dying leaves fall away into
memories

near by trout stream running dawn fog lifting
silent forest floor where deer hooves dance
songbirds choir natures live broadcast
now stars have bowed out behind tents
bursting open new sky above trees audience

before this hour resting trails hiked alone
before this hour
for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
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Comments

  • EarthgirlEarthgirl Posts: 695
    I pictured myself around a campfire in a forest with leaves falling all around, yellow leaves and some red.... and the bacon is sizzling in the cast iron frying pan infront of me... and it's a clear day with a cold crisp feel.

    Im so glad that I inspired you :)
  • pinonpinon Posts: 427
    Great poem, Chadwick.
    So vivid....I can taste the bacon and feel the crispy morning air !!
    Life is too serious to be taken seriously
  • LizardLizard So Cal Posts: 12,091
    pinon wrote:
    Great poem, Chadwick.
    So vivid....I can taste the bacon and feel the crispy morning air !!

    indeed!

    now i am hungry! and my clothes smell like smoke :p
    So I'll just lie down and wait for the dream
    Where I'm not ugly and you're lookin' at me
  • brain of cbrain of c Posts: 5,213
    mmm.......more bacon.......
    d'oh!!!!!!

    http://www.myspace.com/brain_of_c
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