Even Prompter

Bacon

Bacon

Ah, bacon,
the scent enters my consciousness.
searching me out,
hunting me down,
increasing in strength,
interrupting thought,
until all that remains
is bacon.

Oh, bacon,
I stand and sniff the air,
delightful promise hanging there,
there’s no escape, it has powers divine,
inhabits every room by now,
I fight the urge, waver,
lose and wander to the kitchen,
mmm, bacon.

It’s bacon,
sizzling in the pan,
curling, crinkling, bubbling proud,
filling the world with aromatic magic,
stirring infinity with olfactory temptation,
basking in its fragrant juices,
drawing all to its enchantment,
that’s bacon.


Line count: 24
Free verse
For Promptly Poetry Week 28, 2022
Prompt: Write a poem based on this idea/feeling: “The scent cascaded into every room.”