The Prize

Image courtesy of Pixels It was going to be random No one knew just when The day it would appear The excitement would begin • To ignite in us daily Especially weekday morns The rattling and shaking Each one of us were torn 🥣 Between having one or two To ensure we’d be closer The …

Ode to Bacon

Image courtesy of Pexels You’ve been there for me Through thick slices and thin You’ve covered my burgers I don’t remember when 🥓 The first time I smelled you Or the first time we met When I knew in my tastebuds we’d be the very best 🥓 Of friends, buddies pals or even bff’s Hot, …

Eating My Words

Eating is a language  Image courtesy of Pexels.com We all learn to speak Some call it fueling Others say it's eat • Ting-ting goes the fork Against the plate to lift Into our mouths goes food Or emotions from which to sift • Through the love, hate And maybe even some tears Some mild disappointments  …

Red

Red is a color, not a flavor as some say red is hot even on a cold Winter's Day red can be a flower a passion or a taste A rose, a love or chili peppers on a plate red says "hello" it catches the eye red says "exciting" can't explain why I like red …

Talking food

Food When I see food It speaks to me It's saying, "hey come over here and eat me" And I say, "Ok" dorothy’spage © 2019 D. E. Young