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The Petty Player Who Rarely Sleeps

I'd Like A Taste (The Wolf Said)

The Crow Is A Black Bird

When I Start to Bloom

I'd Like To Be Your Shirt (when you wake up in the morning)

All Beings Considered

Words Between Edward And Jane

Nothing's Sadder Than A Rose

The Great Tsunami Of Our Growing Grief written 3/2.2021--retitled 3/14/2021

After Wide Sargasso Sea ( For Those of You Readers Who Have Empathy For the First Mrs. Rochester.)

WAITING ON THE WORLD (March/February 2021 poetry)

Wild and Unraveling

What Must Be

These Hands Exist July 4 2023 rei-edited 7/12/2023

I Am The Color Of Black

The Tide of Your Lies (2019-2023)

How I Wanted Your Pearls 6/24/2023 WRITTEN DIRECTLY TO THE PAGE

Love Wants What Love Wants re-edited 5/31/023

Winter's Been Too Long.... 4/18/2023 (LONGING)

The Dreaming Life ( A Series Of Dream Vignettes)

Like A Small Street Dog Lured In By The Promise Of Meat

This Is What Mermaids Dream Of

At Night, As I Dream of Vampires Who Have No Bad Intentions

And You Will Be Called Ashes As You Leave ( from a dream)

Certainly No Bread 3/16/2022

Someone Send Out A Search Party

THE FAN , AT NIGHT, GIVES GOOD ADVICE completely re-edited, an entirely different poem

What Is The Price For Your Touch? re-editied 5/31/2023

Where Is My Bed With The Pleasing Tree -Lined View(NOW REEDITED)

Oh What Fine Physics (Before Me ,Lies) re-edtited @4/17/2023

If Prejudice Were Dumb And Could Not Speak

THE COMPANY THAT WE KEEP WITH THE ONE WITHIN

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Let Heaven Be Spring

if there is such a place

an Eden in the sky

I would like it to be Spring

always

Spring means a lack of death

new beginnings

the quickening of the heart

and joy

if there is such a place

I would like to smell flowers

and plant things in the fresh sky

and see light that is more beautiful than anything

I could ever imagine

in a color that has yet to be

let heaven be Spring

a garden of blissfulness

of being rejoined to all possibility

and to those I once thought I'd lost

let it be my best ever

technicolor dreaming.

October 17, 2016 /11:11 AM PST
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Meloo/Melissa A Howells Straight from Her Tilt-a-World.

THINKING OF BELOVED CATS:GHUEY/RASCALS/TIGGER/LUCKY/BOBBY
AND MUFFIN
HOPING THEY ARE ALL HAVING A GREAT
PLAY DATE SOMEWHERE IN A SPRING GARDEN IN HEAVEN
THINKING TOO OF FRIENDS/FAMILY, with THEIR ACHES, PAINS
AND CARES BANISHED ENJOYING THAT SAME LOVELY GARDEN

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