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Poem Untitled, But, If Not For You

The Un-Promised Land

Home, Ghuey, Sweet Home

(You're) Still Here



I Know Most Who I Am When You Are In The Room

I Travel Every Time I Think Of You

From The Desert

As Sick As My Secrets

Not For The Bloom of Tears Cultivated These Last 100 Years

Then The Little Silver Fish Came

I Keep My Ray Bans Handy

Upwards Into The Swirling Sea Of White.

He's There

Oh, Now, The Pink Moon

And Even Stars Die

You Are Not My Audience, I Just Borrowed You For Awhile

why not ask the cat?

Odd Thoughts and Juxtapositions

Some Meaningful Proof For A Hopeful Dreamer's Eyes

Ramada

If This Is Any Art For Which You Care

Beauty

Make (of) Me A Snow Angel

So You Do (May 10, 2010 written for June 1987)

the life and times of Medusa

I Talk To A Machine In My Darkness

A Man Called Tsuris

Tuesday afternoon in the jewelry box

All Beings Considered

Disappear

Woman Of A Certain Age

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Home, Ghuey, Sweet Home


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Little Soul
our Boy
turn around.

Let your eyes look up
straight into the mirror of heaven.

Know it will be alright.

Do not tremble.
Be steady.
But do not hold onto the ground.

Know, I am here with you still.
Be comforted, do not fear for your future.

All cats have nine lives, yet,
I believe you will have
a million.

And I hope to see you
in them all.

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Copyright6:20am PST August 9 2016
LEGAL COPYRIGHT FOR THIS WORK, FOR THIS SITE TITLE
BY THIS AUTHOR/WRITER
MELOO/MELISSA A HOWELLS
STRAIGHT FROM HER TILT-A-WORLD
LEGAL COPYRIGHT FOR TILT-A-WORLD

....."Wherever you go I'll be with you"





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