Monday, August 27, 2007

Breakfast Marauders


There’s more to life than cinnamon pancakes,
and fat-sweet bacon frying in a non-stick pan.

But, when

the raging fragrances of breakfast are close
to breaking down the olfactory gate, and

drowning

my appetite in buttery maple syrup,
it’s time to cease my Sunday morning prayers—

“we give thanks...”,

and slice and stab the source of the raiding smells,
sending them to the bowels of contentment.

22 comments:

Pris said...

Oh yummy. I like this, Pat!

I answered your question about new poems in the Norah Jones post and put one up today:-)

dsnake1 said...

:D

anymore of those fat-sweet bacon?

floots said...

bowels of contentment - :)
lines to be treasured
cheers

gautami tripathy said...

The smell and sight of food is enough to make us forget everything else.

Today I was so hungry after being out for a long time I raided the fridge and gobbled up standing right there.

Janice Thomson said...

You do it every time Pat - take the simplest things and create such wonderful imagery!

polona said...

now you made me crave some food!
great stuff!

gulnaz said...

no better way of giving thanks then enjoying his bounty! :)

NINANINA said...

absolutely Pat! My olfactory gate cannot resist a sunday morning visit to the I- Hop :)
LOVE THIS ONE! thanks!

NINANINA said...

absolutely Pat! My olfactory gate cannot resist a sunday morning visit to the I- Hop :)
LOVE THIS ONE! thanks!

Masago said...

Oy!!! Embracing in a gastronomic way. Griping ending.

preacherman said...

Wow.
I really enjoyed your blog.
I am glad I came across your blog. I enjoyed reading your blod and look forward to reading more of your poetry.

Crazy Cuckoo said...

"Bowels of contentment." Ha. Ha. I love it. Good to see that you are still firing in that garden of yours.

J. Andrew Lockhart said...

It's midnight now and I'm hungry! THanks a lot! :)

boulies said...

I can relate! In fact, I wish Sunday were here again tomorrow so I can dig in.

You're good Pat. You wet my appetite!

Katie McKenna said...

:) Are you cooking next week?
I vote for pancakes!

Fun to read this, thank you!

Russell Ragsdale said...

How do you always write so that I can see that secret, subtile smile that lets me know how funny you find things?

Bill said...

More to life? No one told me that.

Katie McKenna said...

Pancakes! Pancakes! giggling... :)

Rethabile said...

Cruel poem, Pat. Brilliant...

sage said...

I'm hungry and I just finished dinner

Don Iannone said...

Loved it, Pat! Well-done. Now, my stomach is growling...

Shane said...

bravo . . . you're not gonna eat that are you?