SLEEPING NEXT TO BRIAN (WILSON)
AMIDST ROASTING ALMONDS
AND PACKAGES DELIVERED
LIGHTS WENT UP
AND BRANCHES QUIVERED
AS OUR TREE BLINKED WILD
T’WAS LIKE CHRISTMAS
FOR A HAPPY CHILD,
MY FRIENDS CRACKED CRAB
IN THE HOUSE OF TESTOSTERONE:
A FLOURISHING LOVING
PARTY TO OWN,
BUT FIRST CAME THE BOOKS:
THE LONG SIDEWAYS LOOKS
A BIT OF DESPAIR
WE HAD TO MAKE SURE
THEY WERE PACKED
AND ALL THERE,
AND SOON THEY ARRIVED
IN A PAIR OF TRUCKS
EACH ONE MORE SHINY
AND BEARING GOOD LUCK,
THE BEDLAM BEGAN
IN A STUDIOUS WAY
LIKE KIDS OUT OF SCHOOL
AND READY TO PLAY,
LIFTING AND CARTING
ALWAYS OUTSMARTING
THE VERY NEXT ACT,
THEY WOULD SURELY
BE BACK,
SO AFTER TWO DAYS
OF HAULING THE TOMES
WE FINALLY GOT THEM
ALL SET UP AT HOME,
AND CHRISTMAS BEGAN
IN A MOST PROPER WAY
BAKING THE COOKIES
FOR LATER THAT DAY,
MOULDING AND SHAPING
THE NEW RECIPE
IT WAS REALLY GOOD FUN,
AND SOMETHING
TO SEE,
WE WENT TO JOSE’S
FOR THE MEXICAN SPICE,
WITH SNAZZY FISH TACOS
FRESH BEANS AND RICE,
MAKING A LIST
TO BE SURE OF OURSELVES
WE ENTERED THE SPACE
OF THE QUIRKY OLD ELFS,
AND PACKAGES DELIVERED
LIGHTS WENT UP
AND BRANCHES QUIVERED
AS OUR TREE BLINKED WILD
T’WAS LIKE CHRISTMAS
FOR A HAPPY CHILD,
MY FRIENDS CRACKED CRAB
IN THE HOUSE OF TESTOSTERONE:
A FLOURISHING LOVING
PARTY TO OWN,
BUT FIRST CAME THE BOOKS:
THE LONG SIDEWAYS LOOKS
A BIT OF DESPAIR
WE HAD TO MAKE SURE
THEY WERE PACKED
AND ALL THERE,
AND SOON THEY ARRIVED
IN A PAIR OF TRUCKS
EACH ONE MORE SHINY
AND BEARING GOOD LUCK,
THE BEDLAM BEGAN
IN A STUDIOUS WAY
LIKE KIDS OUT OF SCHOOL
AND READY TO PLAY,
LIFTING AND CARTING
ALWAYS OUTSMARTING
THE VERY NEXT ACT,
THEY WOULD SURELY
BE BACK,
SO AFTER TWO DAYS
OF HAULING THE TOMES
WE FINALLY GOT THEM
ALL SET UP AT HOME,
AND CHRISTMAS BEGAN
IN A MOST PROPER WAY
BAKING THE COOKIES
FOR LATER THAT DAY,
MOULDING AND SHAPING
THE NEW RECIPE
IT WAS REALLY GOOD FUN,
AND SOMETHING
TO SEE,
WE WENT TO JOSE’S
FOR THE MEXICAN SPICE,
WITH SNAZZY FISH TACOS
FRESH BEANS AND RICE,
MAKING A LIST
TO BE SURE OF OURSELVES
WE ENTERED THE SPACE
OF THE QUIRKY OLD ELFS,
AND SOON IT WAS TIME
TO OPEN THE GIFTS
TEAR ALL THE PAPER
AND RIBBONS AND BOWS
CALL UP THE FAMILY
AND RENDER OUR POSE,
MUSICAL PRESENTS
FOR ME AND MY EARS
THE GAGA
AND YAYA
OF HOT GOLDEN TEARS,
A BLUE HIBISCUS WAS
UNDER THE TREE +
A RED BOUGAINVILLEA
TO MY BROTHER
FROM ME,
A HEARTWARMING BOX
OF CHOCOLATE DELIGHT
DEMANDED A TASTE
IN THE DARK OF NIGHT
WHEN I SLIPPED INTO BED,
WITH VISIONS OF BOOKS
FILLING MY HEAD,
I TURNED ON THE LIGHT
FOR ONE LAST LOOK
AT ANOTHER SWEET GIFT
THE ONE SPECIAL BOOK
THAT GAVE ME A LIFT:
THE STORY OF BRIAN
THE BEACH BOY FROM HEAVEN
THE ICONIC GENIUS
OF SIXTIES PLUS SEVEN
A MAN I ADMIRE
MORE THAN THE REST
HE CLIMBED OUT OF HELL
TO GIVE US HIS BEST,
THE MUSIC THAT GUIDES ME
AND NESTLES INSIDE ME,
SNUGGLED RIGHT THERE
AS I SAILED OFF
TO SLEEP,
A VISION OF CHRISTMAS
FOREVER TO KEEP:
CROSSING MY FINGERS
AND PRAYING WITH GLEE
THAT SOME OF HIS STARDUST
MIGHT RUB OFF ON ME!
©J.W. WINSLOW 1/1/17