The young in years might think that sonnet themes
should be fresh love or beauty yet untold,
so writing one on breakfast maybe seems,
if not a trifle trite, then rather cold.
For eggs won't wake up feelings buried deep,
nor bacon stir the soul or break the heart,
and neither, in the small hours, keeps from sleep
through fizzy thoughts with dizzy lustful part.
And yet, as time rolls on and passion's killed,
such mundane matters stabilise the ride:
"Good morning, darling, bacon baked or grilled?
The eggs, should they be scrambled, poached or fried?"
Thus early flush of love, delightful flow,
can turn, with time, into a well mulled glow.
After developing a love of language at school, Nicky Phillips worked in music publishing, for an organisation protecting press freedom and then at Canada House, overlooking Trafalgar Square, before leaving London for the country. Now Nicky juggles her time between reading, writing, earning and doing The Times’ cryptic crossword. She has been published in Writers’ Forum, The Cannon’s Mouth, Wonderful World of Worders (a collection of micro stories, Guildhall Press, 2007), Health Matters (EMIS (Egton Medical Information Systems Ltd), 2008), Patient UK and Every Day Poets.
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6 Responses to “EGG AND BACON SONNET • by Nicky Phillips”
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June 19th, 2010 at 7:42 am
Oh, yes!
Great rhythm, meter and rhyme.
June 19th, 2010 at 8:47 am
Great idea for a poem, but I think in reality reading sonnets is not what keeps love alive, but the actions of the last four lines. That glow flares in the evening when he sets flowers on the table and carves and serves the roast.
Interesting that the meter of the last four lines work better than the preceding ones.
June 19th, 2010 at 9:37 am
Wonderful stuff!
June 19th, 2010 at 12:47 pm
Wonderfully expressed and true to the form.
June 19th, 2010 at 3:51 pm
Ah, yes…very entertaining.
June 22nd, 2010 at 12:28 am
Many thanks for your comments. I had fun with this one!