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Coming Off Small

Counting The Long Days, Tilling The Greens

All Tarted Up

Don't Tread On Me.

why We celebrate the losers



Home, Ghuey, Sweet Home

what makes a monster (sympathy for the monster)

I Long For Stars

If This Is Any Art For Which You Care

All Beings Considered

Little Water Bug ( learning the lesson of true pain)

Hope You Enjoyed The Eclipse While It Lasted

Written For My Father Who Isn't Here To Know

And Even Stars Die

Crowded Out

I Feel Fine(r)

Make (of) Me A Snow Angel

Used to Think I Could Fix Them.

Sometimes Love Comes With Electricity

Into The Swirling Sea Of White.

Max on the max

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

Boy Restored

The Light Goes On In The Attic (WeAll Have Addictons)

Life's A Candle

Malla Batsick

(A Prayer of Intercession--Brief Joy)

Love A Cat

Cuba Libre

Fragile Shell Of Morning

Disappear

A Little Bit of Harlem in Your Life

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un-Completion (I Prefer It)


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not out of dreams
but out of time
enough desire to seed the clouds
and make it rain year-long
then
who would stop the rain
no one

do you feel
done?
completed?

the journey will be mine
memories to fill a millennium and more
the capacity to recall them all

are you
done and
completed?

I think not

life would be hollow
purposeless
with
no trial left to overcome
nothing more to seek
no more creatures/people left to meet
no more mysteries
no more cheek-to-cheek
with destiny
the ficklest fate

I'd forsake finishing
for an eternity
of problems yet unsolved

I can do this
look I made this
how now...see,
I am who I was
nothing to be negated
I live on imperfectly
not complete
so I can live again
another day.

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*

I prefer and embrace my state of imperfection.
It makes life more interesting.
It also means that there were will be more adventures
left in life to experience, and problems left to solve.
Life ought to be a life-long process of continual learning.


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AND ALSO BY THIS WRITER/AUTHOR
MELISSA A. HOWELLS
AND ALSO FOR THIS COPYRIGHTED SITE TITLE;
MELOO STRAIGHT FROM HER TILT-A-WORLD

early, mid-morning prompt write/poem





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