Jack Ellison Poet Quatrain

My Not So Strange Dad

While eating barbecued chicken last night
Realized it was once a living creature
All of a sudden I felt quite strange about eating it
Now I'm not a vegetarian preacher

What made me think about it after all my years
And the amount of chicken I've downed
Not sure but I really didn't like the feeling
Must have eaten hundreds of pounds

My dad was a pseudo vegetarian of sorts
Very rarely eating any kind of meat
So it seems after all these many years later
His motivation was not quite so unique

Back then he was considered a wee bit strange
With some of the ideas he chimed
Now realize after more than sixty years later
He was just a bit ahead of his time

  

© Jack Ellison 2013

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Donna Jones December 20, 2013 at 11:41 AM Loved your poem Santa...but you probably won't love me....I'm a meat eater!!!!! And like it....:-) :-) :-) Jack Ellison December 20, 2013 at 12:23 PM Still love ya dear Donna... I still eat meat! More chicken than beef but I still eat it! Worry not... how could I not love my Donna dear Donna!!! Huggeroonies, Jack xoxox

Eileen Manassian December 18, 2013 at 4:12 PM Who strange. I wrote about my daddy today too, Kenny! :) I'm vegetarian....glad you feel sorry for those poor chicken! HA HA! Hugs! BTW....read the one about you adopting a daughter...I'm glad she can get that fatherly affection from you. Hugs Jack Ellison December 18, 2013 at 4:24 PM Erin is her name! She has a great husband, a sweet 21 year old daughter and 16 year old adorable twins! Seems like I'm the missing piece in her puzzle... SHE IS ADORABLE!!!! I'M the lucky one to have her love... believe me! Love, Kenny XOXOXOX Heading over to read yours!

Roger Horsch December 18, 2013 at 9:35 AM A wonderful tribute to your Dad and his eating preferences. Good poem Jack....Your friend....Roger Jack Ellison December 18, 2013 at 9:49 AM He passed away in 1953 and I still think of him! I'm very proud! Merry Christmas!!!

Carol Eastman December 18, 2013 at 8:39 AM My son Joey's girlfriends are vegan! They're hard to cook for... Not only is the lastest one a vegan, but she wants to be a model... So her eating habits are stranger yet! My family on one side were poor tenant farmers who used all but the squeek, in preparing food... and felt fortunate to have meat when they could afford it... The other side, living in the depression... went hunting so they could eat... Being vegan is admirable... but comes from affuent people, who can afford to eat this way. Jack Ellison December 18, 2013 at 8:41 AM Well said my dear Carol! XOXOXOX

Shadow Hamilton December 18, 2013 at 7:39 AM wonderful Jack he sounds a wise man. very good pen Shadow x smile hug Jack Ellison December 18, 2013 at 8:10 AM He certainly was and I didn't realize how wise until long after he was gone! Thank you dear Shadow and Merry Christmas to you and yours! Love Jack XOXOX