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pale, nimble fingers of light
splash alley ways and street
corners
as through the cool evenings I take
a walk
the world turns loftily over
onto its side
paying little attention to
my contemplation's mental talk
banking away from the day's
precocious glare
flowers close their petaled blinds
as crickets fiddle out in the fields
for a mate
but for an occasional raccoon
rustling ere errant dog barking
there is quiet everywhere
an old lonesome car hums softly by
but that is no real intrusion on
my thoughts
just a filtering here and there
into my 'Alkaline Sunshine'
the moon's gentle light
that puddles around
my meandering figure
as I steal a private walk
tenderly into
yet another night............
(Sept. 20, 2011 1221am)