Miracle On Lark Cove

Tis a we bit of stanza
wandering bit poetry
Upon a Lark pondering
Lit Cove verse fantasy
Wherein South of the Colorado
terse be magic
RIP Van Winkle cast ring
Christmas card spells

Greetings amid Holiday season
ring Tex~ tubular bound bells
Upon Camelot Knight of Fun,
make Pun,
~As be believe tail
As poet A Lone creates
wraith Christmastime
specter Friends
And tis season to have imaginary
Family Love present presence

Wry there be Galileo,
taking on twain current
of telescoping depth
An Socrates philosophizing
on frost forks bard
tuning in bare rhyme
Some Young English
pastime poet,
whose Name was writ in Water
Why seams everyone was gone,
pasted in times,
for ever departure.

Nothing like having
deadbeats around,
talking Walt Whitman “Howl”
Leaves of Grass getting high five
in Phoenician god Moloch grocery
“We Real Cool” fan
ban June Jazz poetic
freezer sexual refrigeration
Wry “Alice in Wonderland”
was there on mushroom,
smoking hookah

Come down to Lark Cove in Austin,
and put on CPAP Mask measure
Where one can cope,
nap ping in partying with
A Prince or King Elvis
Two of The Beatles be jamming
with Charlie Watts drumming away
There be nothing like having
heavenly Rock ‘n Roll
ecstasy hi session.

Seams one lost last year’s
former Facebook Friends
and Family presence
Whence one must go
META CPAP nap ping,
A Lone Prone Corp isolation
Getting imagine imagery
Christmas card greeting
good tidings wish presents
Alight Republic of South Austin,
South of Colorado Be:
Miracle On Lark Cove

Reclaiming DD “David”
David Lester Young

Miracle On Lark Cove

Tis a we bit of stanza wandering bit poetry
Upon a Lark pondering Lit Cove verse fantasy
Wherein South of the Colorado terse be magic
RIP Van Winkle cast ring Christmas card spells

Greetings amid Holiday season ring Tex~ tubular bound bells
Upon Camelot Knight of Fun, make Pun, ~As be believe tail
As poet A Lone creates wraith Christmastime specter Friends
And tis season to have imaginary Family Love present presence

Wry there be Galileo, taking on twain current of telescoping depth
An Socrates philosophizing on frost forks bard tuning in bare rhyme
Some Young English pastime poet, whose Name was writ in Water
Why seams everyone was gone, pasted in times, for ever departure.

Nothing like having deadbeats around, talking Walt Whitman “Howl”
Leaves of Grass getting high five in Phoenician god Moloch grocery
“We Real Cool” fan ban June Jazz poetic freezer sexual refrigeration
Wry “Alice in Wonderland” was there on mushroom, smoking hookah

Come down to Lark Cove in Austin, and put on CPAP Mask measure
Where one can cope, nap ping in partying with A Prince or King Elvis
Two of The Beatles be jamming with Charlie Watts drumming away
There be nothing like having heavenly Rock ‘n Roll ecstasy hi session.

Seams one lost last year’s former Facebook Friends and Family presence
Whence one must go META CPAP nap ping, A Lone Prone Corp isolation
Getting imagine imagery Christmas card greeting good tidings wish presents
Alight Republic of South Austin, South of Colorado Be: Miracle On Lark Cove

Reclaiming DD “David”
David Lester Young