Oh the smell as it fry’s and sizzles
As it creases in the pan
With rind on or off, the fat drizzles
I’m a bacon sandwich fan
Whether crispy or lightly cooked
Bacon is a delight to watch
Grilled it pops and crackles as you look
Your mouth waters on the spot
Finally it’s free to enter the bread
Or maybe a soft roll for you
Mine is in soft brown uncut instead
The butter melts as you cut it in two
The thick slices are warm to the touch
As you pick up the slabs of brown
Tomato sauce and butter drip out much
Your face looks like that of a clown
The taste is divine as you bite down
Your senses blown into overdrive
The first one gone in seconds now
As you pick up another to demolish in sight
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Darren Greenidge
I'm a thinker, listener, a "question's pretty much everything" type of person. A seeker of knowledge, always restless, yet seeks the calm in life.
I love writing in all forms and am in the process of completing a number of ongoing projects. I love the craft of writing and the possibilities it holds. A magic carpet through the mind. I love pretty much all creative arts, music, film and theatre the leading ones.
Born in Hertfordshire in England, my family Irish, Welsh and English, I currently reside in Edinburgh, in Scotland. I'm drawn to coastal and mountain regions where I like to go to think and draw inspiration from. Ireland is a place that's dear to me, and I try to get back to see family and friends as much as possible.
My interests are wide and broad, too many to mention here, but history, archaeology, criminology, music and film are just some of those things I love.
I hope you enjoy my ramblings on here as that's what they are really. I'll let my fingers do the ''talking...''
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