more of the same
she was frying bacon
like it was going out of style
and once the aroma woke me
I quickly found some shorts
and hurried down the stairs
winds blew wickedly outside
but you could hardly tell
kitchen radio blasting rock music
silencing all the backyard chimes
composing their own scores
what’s the matter she asked
did you think I was going
to burn down the place
or did I make you ravenously
hungry for more of the same
january two thousand seventeen
copyright j matthew waters
all rights reserved
jdubqca 
Which song was it?
that’s a very good question – I’m thinking something along the lines of “Love Bites” by Halestorm
Hee hee. I love this. 🙂 You knew I would.
😀
backyard chimes
composing their own scores
artful imagery
Thank you, Carl,
Haha… made me hungry just reading it! I don’t have any bacon in the house at the moment, but I could swear the aroma of fried bacon was wafting through the room! 😀
Bacon is one of my favorite breakfast foods – and BLTs one of my favorite sandwiches!
Oh yes, mine too. But I only have look at bacon and I seem to grow outwardly… something to do with ageing I’m sure. Would be nice to be ten again, then I could eat BLTs for breakfast, dinner and tea! 😀