Keister Koasting

Breezing through the burg on my bike,

Buzzing by birds on cables above and

Borough-tamed furry beasts

Brings abundant bliss to my life. Yet


I have insufficient iambic skills to

Illustrate the inviting incenses that

Implore me to identify if they are

Iris, impatiens or glorious ipomoeas.


Keister Koasting is when I get my kicks

Kowtowing to kars and kabs along

Kerbs, but kareening around

Korners I am quick like a kangaroo.


Enchantment turns into elation as

Exhilarating encounters encourage

Extended adventure, even if only for

Extemporaneous expensive errands.


Naida Lavon

Poetry Meetup alliteration challenge

Feb. 19, 2012

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