Eat and drink the past in spreads
charcuterie and crispy breads
all the honey you can bear
freshly taken, been aware
Watched and caterwauled atop
green hills and a mountain drop
call it cliff but not a stiff
when alive a tiff held tiff
Over flowered meadow shield
once a place with tan on field
give the sun a broken due
earthy ending light-loss rue
On the music ride a horse
fur and bell the lucid course
ways or paths or universe
call it love and see the curse
Take the past and further more
think not much of what's implored
static batch remembers feast
all the good inside each beast
Roman Ryan 