Evening Lark

"Evening Lark"

It's too late for an late night lark in the park.

Starlit people love in the dark.

Holding the heart of time in our arms.

Madness moonlight all night.

A brush with velveteen’s dream's death.

After a paramour play's close call.

Musical beeping horns and violins sound from car windows.

In streets down below us.

While up and down we dance and clap a hand to a Dorsey band.

Wait late until 8:00 with my date.

Then it's fate to eat a festive feast from a plate.

On the city's docks, ships come into the bays.

Nights will turn into next week’s heavenly days.

After dusk, buildings emit dark shadowed nights' lights.

Habits and hobbies of the city’s citizens include-

Eating, sleeping, dreaming, and thinking.

Being stuck in a movie screen's frozen, foreign time.

In big and small spaces at different places.

All with different viewpoints and references of mind.

We wake with the city's wildlife.

Its multicolored horticulture.

And trees with a turned on mystical breezes.

Moving autumn leaves down the city streets.

By Jonathan Billet In November 10/16/12