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D.Lester Young
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0 posted 2010-03-16 02:34 AM


Upon the quill vibration of a poet's heartbeats, rests the grave words of their existence.

I list these in one list if you want to read one or none at all. I am trying to keep going in writing frenzies to get good enough to survive, in what Washington has in both parties blight. God Bless you all for you are the HeArt of the Poetry Artmosphere with those bouncing beats. I am just a Ben Franklin image weathering the tide of time needing some Turbo Tax Income Tax adds.

Sailing Soul’s Stellar Stars

Upon night quill spell, set sail to glide high in the heavens
Navigating stars, sliding thoughts throughout history,
On tides changing word meaning in vision vivid sweven
Illuminating cerebral minds dancing celestial histrionic

See stages in elocution evolution, alive in poetic revolution
Alliterating alight pages sailing souls among stellar stars,
Where minds vibrate billowing canvas furrow’s retribution,
Rewards tacking the mind in germinating character’s quasar.

Sail the highest potential within your Uni-Verse tower
Navigate the essential depth of this universe dimension,
When a soul’s wings writes with God given divine power
To believe we are blessed upon birth in spirit’s ascension.

David Lester Young 03/15/10


Tallahassee Billowing Spring Sail

Spread your wings sailing the Tallahassee billowing spring sail.
A tail, where your heart floats along the blossoming nature trail
Breathing in the fresh air feeling, skipping the beat of love affairs,
Where spirits spread soul’s warmth, upon the march breeze flairs.

Alight among the sun shine darting alive in budding thoughts
Germinating among the Florida warm sunrays within things taught
Living life open-air pleasures rustling leaves in writing to full measure,
Sailing among the canvas blues verses riding the Uni-Verse treasures.

So set yourself free to wander butterfly words in delicate flights,
While returning hummingbirds dance those springing stanzas of delight.
Where the Tallahassee HeArt Artmosphere of poetry blossoms bright,
When winter’s atmosphere awakes vivid brushstrokes -
In livid water color’s prance among spring’s enlightenment.

03/14/10

Sun Dressed Angel

Feminine spirit born with the winds sailing freedom
They dance alive among the wild flowers fancy free.
Wear silhouette sundresses that tan every thing warm,
Women barefoot, profiling pleasure, panty less warmth.

In secluded spots of paradise sharing solitary treasured tranquility.
Rejuvenated nymphet set adrift in youth’s sensual smile ability
To billow a woman in budding harmony surrounded by nature
That releases inhibited stress to animate heartbeats, so natural.

Where they spring inside women desires to bare feminine treats
Where upon sun tans, they might bare it all in special treatments.
And never fear society conformed chokehold in chained femininity,
But spin around sailing sundress liberty from virginity to maternity.

For these Lady Liberty’s are the womb
Of the Declaration of Independence’s Freedom.

(Where in public,
Most wear all kind of panties,
Some that are - almost invisible.
But their wombs,
Bare all America naked
With birthright’s proud wail.)

David Lester Young 03/14/10

Apalachicola Gray Overcast Bay

The reigning sunrise of Peacock’s wakeup call
Upon the March winter chill awakening spring
Casting overcast lines among morning hazy mists,
Where light green gray chills creep along lazy shores.

East Bay’s haunting horizons sharing memory banks,
Like fisherman sea-prints set upon writing wind sails.
Nature’s gulf billowing breeze canvas anchor to sailor’s tales
Being passed down on generations of Apalachicola folklore.

Gull cries echo around statuesque pelican perches,
Where they are almost frozen in place as memorials.
While the grays permeate moistures damp grave feeling
That revolves here among traditions and sailing heritage.

The Sportsman’s Lodge tranquility is this mirror reflection
Where one can spread wings verse upon the tides of time
Upon fishing lines being cast reeling in peaceful impressions
That revolve among seasons of brush stroked words terse.

So come here and set sail upon clear nights, sailing heaven’s
Charm, where upon full moon ripples, shimmers silver sheen
Magical spells radiating this love of spirits within souls warmth
Upon a magnificent scene that you will carry in the spring of life,
Where you tack the wind.

David Lester Young 03/11/10

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