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Home, Ghuey, Sweet Home

(A Prayer of Intercession--Brief Joy)

Upwards Into The Swirling Sea Of White.

Tuesday afternoon in the jewelry box

What If



Make (of) Me A Snow Angel

the slave is freed

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

If This Is Any Art For Which You Care

All Beings Considered

A Little Bit of Harlem in Your Life

Max on the max

Not For The Bloom of Tears Cultivated These Last 100 Years

A Man Called Tsuris

For The Loss Of A Ghost Like You

Love A Cat

Fragile Shell Of Morning

I Long For Stars

I Feel Fine(r)

The Crow Is A Songbird

Sometimes Love Comes With Electricity

And With Words I Let Them Go

When He Returns From The Road

Flashes, Glimpses, Moments, Time

the brand of disappointment

Boy Restored

Please Don't Bring Me Flowers

No Woman's Friend

Ramada

Sometimes I Hear Him

the life and times of Medusa

why not ask the cat?

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The Forward Pass


I didn't know what to do
anymore
so
I called for help

I lofted a Hail Mary to the goal line
my throw fell
incomplete
there was
no delving underneath
their patronizing
shutting off my words

it was on to the next caller
and a meager offer of a misdirected referral
why should the put upon
get involved

my issue being my property
my misfortune
to be solely resolved
a true chance for real personal growth

ta-ta
good morrow and
good riddance


"buck up babe
and tie up your boot strings tight
my brother sleeps again in the cold tonight"

"now,
get off my line
and keep on walking
because its yourlonely road..."

"forget about your brother
and his starving to death
in his truck"

we only move when the tree
shakes enough
and it hasn't been
thoroughly shaken.


legal Copyright November 28 2016
 1:09 pm Pacific Standard Time
for this poem/work, by this author/writer
Melissa Ann Howells/Meloo straight from
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