When Writers Gather

from ending to beginning:
(a week late)

take-out sangria
for the road home
after the debriefing
on military secrets.
triple berry pie
a la mode
washed down
with a cup of brew.
a night of tales
with friends -
from butterflies
to dancing lessons,
sangria laced conversations
topped with laughter,
(there's always laughter)
before the recitations.
running late,
Argh! Again!
sorry....
traffic on LSD
is MURDER,
i tell you,
a freaking parking lot,
but the sun is shining,
Pouring love on my skin.