Whither the vine can say:
Grape season,
Varietals, pencils, penning thinks,
Writs of tree priory
Can the life of a monk
What would enough water
Sleep again today
And the table is set
For the opposite of a meal
Could the brain,
What is that,
Capability structure,
Stricture fiction made of sand
Time is going bland
As the rhyme comes up
The tide goes rout
Making a mockery of the moon
And nouns get verbed and
Adjectives
Mostly take away
But how can focus be a priority
When it's all but gone
Sing the music with authority
When life is as a song
Roman Ryan 