A little of this, a little of that

When mind stalls and goes flat

Then the cobwebs accumulate

Forcing one to re-assimilate



All needs, wants and desires

And dowsing all of those fires

Searching for minds who state

Their admiration of all plates



Which one serves filled to brim

With food for thought for all to win

At life's torments and all puzzles

Especially those which muzzle



Good minds who've much to give

Along with home in which to live

Sharing hearts, souls and bodies

As love blazes, wthout stopping



- Tristram



Christopher W. Thomas

12:55pm Mon. March 2nd, 1998