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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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Upwards Into The Swirling Sea Of White.


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I learned that
snowflakes travel at walking speed
free-falling through the atmosphere
at 6.5 miles per hour

individuated delicate
five-pointed stars
they take their precious time
to align and alight upon the ground

they seem to have formed
a relationship with the space
that surrounds them
they fill it up

muffle-hushing the watching, waiting world
how they caulk in the troubled broken spaces
with a quieting suffocating stillness

they fill me with awe

frozen water so gentle
they melt when they connect with
the bridge of my nose
and form lacework over the fur
of my Himalayan cat

setting him down
he dashes through a frantic ballet
leaping in wild estatic tour-jetes

together
our eyes became chatoyant
fixed upwards
upwards into
the swirling sea of white

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1:41 pm PST/MAY 2, 2017 DATE/TIME STAMPED
LEGAL COPYRIGHT FOR THIS POEM/WORK AND ALSO FOR
THIS AUTHOR/WRITER MELISSA A. HOWELLS
AND ALSO FOR THIS LEGALLY COPYRIGHTED SITE TITLE
MELOO STRAIGHT FROM HER TILT-A-WORLD

FROM COPY WRITTEN DOWN PREVIOUSLY APRIL 27, 2017
\AT 8:01AM PST.







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