
No good!

Horrid!

Ugh!

Ah, no!
I finally settled on the following one even though it doesn't show much of me.

Walk
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.
1 comment:
Do you have a hula hoop? Could be a great motion picture.
The poem is awesome. I love that cocktail party myself. Meet me there sometime. ;)
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