The following poem was inspired by Dr. Jayne Shatz's artwork, The Empty Bowl, which appears on the
Poetry X Hunger website--ART - Poetry X Hunger.

TABLE OF FOOD

Father puts food on the table.
Mother stocks the house with anything affordable.
She buys with money in hand.
Children eats and are not sad.
A stranger came and took Dad's food money.
The table of food was there in secret.
And children were told, no honey.
And so they took biscuits.
And so we are never filled.
And now something is grilled.
And children have to wait.
So they are not given a bait.

The following poem was inspired by Dr. Jayne Shatz's artwork, The Hunger Trilogy, which appears on the
Poetry X Hunger website--ART - Poetry X Hunger.

UNDERNOURISHED
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Some people die of hunger.
Because they are famished.
When there is little to eat.
And they are many.
After the loss, they look ahead.
With hope and thoughts filled with doubts.
They may fight and lament about the past.
Because of the terrible episodes of being in want.
A blessing like showers of rain.
That makes things sprout.
And so food comes for them to eat.
Making them revive again.

The following poem was inspired by Dr. Jayne Shatz's artwork, The Empty Bowl, which appears on the
Poetry X Hunger website--ART - Poetry X Hunger.

The Bottom of the Bowl

Hands wrap fingers
as a feature frame on
the braze bowl
to hopefully feel full.
Hunger has a sound
heard by hearts hurting.
Emptiness expands
and elates the insides
where life waits for
food to leverage a
weary wilderness.
The bottom seems
silent until a soul
speaks to transform
growls into growth.
Smiles greet the
belly when nourishment
bakes bread beyond
what a bowl holds
within its base.
May the world we live in
strive to meet needs
by delectable morsels
and not memories of lack.