Yolanda Scott Poet Rhyme

Neck Bones and Gravy

An old southern classic
                     momma use to cook
                     neck bones in a pot
               with potatoes, onions, and gravy   
                    called neck bone soup
 
                Now it may sound a little crazy  
            It's the neck of some animal's baby
          and these neck bones, if you eat them
                 will truly make you feel lazy
     
                 I don't know why I even tried
                   the neck bones and gravy
                   Could it be, I truly believe
                     this wonderful aroma
                   must have hypnotized me

                        Now I'm in love 
                with the sweet tender meat
              and I have it every once in awhile
                A bowl with some cornbread
                     is just so comforting
               It will make your body smile               
                                                                                                                                                                    
                You can roast them in the oven
                      cook them on the grill
                     serve them with greens,
                     beans, mac and cheese,
                        or anything savory
                        but it's nothing like
                           A good old pot
                    of neck bones and gravy

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Sara Kendrick October 23, 2025 at 5:06 PM You make it sound delish. I have never cooked just neck bones except when I would boil a whole chicken then it was just one neck bone and that neck bone would be good. Sara K

Njeri Hunjeri August 20, 2015 at 9:01 PM I love food and this poem just makes me hungry. Maybe one day i'll try your recipe :-)

Lena Smith Carter August 10, 2015 at 3:52 PM This poem bespeaks the true Southern tradition. I remember this dish and all the accoutrements. But from Cali to Maine, this dish is the same. Thanks for the fragrant, tasty reminder! Delectably written! Yolanda Scott August 10, 2015 at 5:11 PM Thank You Lena. I just had to write about them. Such a wonderful dish!!!

Afolabi Muideen August 6, 2015 at 12:28 AM I burst into laughing as am reading your write, "Now it may sound a little crazy It's the neck of some animal's baby and these neck bones, if you eat them will truly make you feel lazy" a very funny piece. Your write flows smoothly it is excellence..........A.M. Afolabi Muideen August 6, 2015 at 5:10 AM I like to read funny stuff because at times when am not in a good mood and I remembered, it help me stand firm. Lol!!!!!!.........A.M. Yolanda Scott August 6, 2015 at 12:38 AM I'm so glad it made you laugh. It just has to be funny it's neck bones!!! but darn good eating!!! Thank you so much.

Peter Lewis Holmes August 5, 2015 at 9:50 PM My dad used to cook this for us in England..it was cheap and very tasty and sensational with dumplings!....great write Yolanda....Peter Yolanda Scott August 5, 2015 at 10:52 PM Thank you so much Peter. I cooked a pot a few days ago. The most beautiful aroma, I wish I could bottle it!! Lol