Walk

Sunday Scribblings for December 2, 2007

Walk
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I wait
while the lavender
evening
fades to gray
and then changes
into a little black
velvet dress
before
heading out
for my walk
each night.

I sip
the dark
whiskey
of fresh air
and nibble
on the Ritz
cracker
of the moon.

A little conversation
with myself,
a wave
at the stars
and this cocktail
party
is just the treat
I need
after
a busy day.