Food and drink
comestible edible potable drinkable
sustenance habit reward
attraction diversion abstraction
whet stimulate satisfy
revive stir passion creativity
conviviality
fill unmet appetites

In every wind that blows
Whither the leaves flee for aid
To a place than all beside more sweet
Where there is a calm, a sure retreat.

From every swelling tide of woes
Brighter vision beam afar,
Like the natal star
That shows the gifts of mystic meaning.

Another year rolls by,
The time flies so quickly by;
Why friends are falling down dead?
When they are standing on the brink of life;
If I'm called home this season,
Should I ask, this year which is to pass by
In a gentle and pleading voice.

Peering through the lattice chains
Of transformed lucent windowpanes;
The pelting water blurs my view
Of lights down on the avenue.

Racing droplets filled with light,
From flashing neon signs at night;
All sparkle, bubbling up like soap,
As jewels in a kaleidoscope.

Pounding torrents fast then slow,
That splatter, splashing to and fro;
Make tempered tinted glass to streak,
While moisture levels reach their peak.

Each day I wait for you
to pick me up from school.
As other kid's parents come for them,
but I am a small figure alone; a little lost fool...

Are you sick again,
drinking from that flask?
I have tried to help you
usually failing at my task.

Mommy, please, please come for me!
I am so very weary of my fears!
Have you forgotten me again?
Crying into my pillow, heavily stained by tears.

What is it about the moon on high
That lends itself to song and verse,
And mesmerizes every one of us
As in its beauty we immerse?

The moon cloaks itself in many colors
Silver, gold, and there is blue,
And goes by many varied names;
Snow and wolf and flower too.

The sailor looks to chart his course
While on placid seas he glides,
And the moon is there to offer help
With the ebb and flow of tides.

The leaves are changing colors,
The days are getting shorter,
The air is getting chilly,
Fall is here to stay.

The pumpkin patches are full,
The apple cider's flowing,
The falling leaves are dancing,
As the winds begin to blow.

The skies are turning grey,
The birds are flying south,
The clouds are rolling in,
It's a fall of change and growth.

The trees are losing their leaves,
The days are getting darker,
The nights are getting cooler,
Fall is here to stay.

They are afraid for me during these times
I sit and stare at space within my mind
During these times so surely I am tried
The times during minutes unoccupied

Find then the dream she's truly only mine
Math is simply boring the curves and lines
If we had only known its silent way
Would never feel this emptiness each day

I look outside and in my mind I see
Jessy riding windswept across from me
Unicorn she rides, royal blue and striped
Licorice reins, braided mane (she is hyped)

Benedictus sum a Deo, et tu .

I gazed upon the mirror,
And saw flashing cameras,

New age, new world, new order,
Prada, Versace, Dolce and Gabbana,

Iconic like you one day,
Sipping on Moët

Daydreaming on a yacht
Somewhere, probably near LA.

The flickering sunlight,
Which beamed and gleamed,
Was in fact
The square bulbed mirror,

A broken fluorescent-

And you're just an adolescent,
In an old market town,

Wearing someone's hand-me-downs,
Like everyone else
In this monotonous town.

You spy a glimpse of her,
the happiest girl
Her smile so strong,
as she begins to twirl
Dancing with friends,
she never feels alone
Until you notice,
she never goes home

She sits in class and keeps her head down
Until someone says her name, she'll look around
Only to find it's just those boys
Mocking her, joking, always messing around