Saturday, July 10, 2010

Summer evening

A driftwood log, a beach at sunset,
a gathering of friends --
all is peaceful here.
Quiet chatter fills the warm air,
potluck goodies --
chocolate, and cheesecake,
and chili rellenos --
fill our stomachs,
and the occasional rumble of fireworks
tumbles across the water;
sparks flying up from the reservation.
The dog sits in a corner,
forlorn in his cone of shame,
scratching half-heartedly
and eyeing the burgers
cooling on the table by the grill.

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