Dreams & Bacon

This is the poem that inspired me to start writing again. Love you, Granddad!


Dreams and Bacon

I wish that I could find a dream

among the treetops in the sun.

the ones I had have grown and flown

so now I need another one.

One that charts brave things at night,

takes wing and soars at break of day,

lets me go wherever I will

tho it be to the milky way.

I want my love to come with me

over every bounding wall,

because without my love along,

there’d be no dream at all.

I could not live without a dream

but everyone would be mistaken

to think I don’t know what it takes

to bring home a plate of dreams and bacon.

So you who doubt this phantom force

and think of power as pulsing steam,

remember nothing starts at all

until it starts as someone’s dream.

-Leslie A. Skinner (My great-grandfather)