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And Even Stars Die

Every Time I Listen To the Wind.

Some People

She Is My Friend

Beware The Sign of Sagittarius



Need You (note of encouragement to self)

The Un-Promised Land

As Sick As My Secrets

I Travel Every Time I Think Of You

Poem Untitled, But, If Not For You

If I Were Your Island....

July's Message

(You're) Still Here

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

From The Desert

Odd Thoughts and Juxtapositions

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

Some Will

Then The Little Silver Fish Came

I Keep My Ray Bans Handy

He's There

Oh, Now, The Pink Moon

C Students

Some Meaningful Proof For A Hopeful Dreamer's Eyes

Beauty

I Talk To A Machine In My Darkness

Disappear

Woman Of A Certain Age

Better Than A Cyanide Capsule

Paying For The Sins

The Life of Tigger

Like A Snow-globe

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un-Completion (I Prefer It)


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***
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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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MELISSA A. HOWELLS
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MELOO STRAIGHT FROM HER TILT-A-WORLD

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