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Flashes, Glimpses, Moments, Time

Home, Ghuey, Sweet Home

Some Will

What If

Please Don't Bring Me Flowers



No Woman's Friend

Sometimes I Hear Him

Not For The Bloom of Tears Cultivated These Last 100 Years

Sometimes Love Comes With Electricity

A Little Bit of Harlem in Your Life

I Long For Stars

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)

why not ask the cat?

The Un-Promised Land

I Travel Every Time I Think Of You

Poem Untitled, But, If Not For You

If I Were Your Island....

(You're) Still Here

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

From The Desert

As Sick As My Secrets

Then The Little Silver Fish Came

I Keep My Ray Bans Handy

Upwards Into The Swirling Sea Of White.

He's There

Oh, Now, The Pink Moon

And Even Stars Die

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

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



for me
words come easily
naturally

a lark doesn't have to make a decision
to take wing
it just flies
and rests when it has the need to

but words aren't coming
easily for me tonight
and there's a need tugging at my wings
keeping me from my rest

I seem to have lost some of my bearings
my heart isn't quite in this moment
I'm high and away
in the blank black desert sky
free-floating from my Anchor
but,
its not the ground I need
its not familiar surroundings
its not the sort of comfortable routine
we know so well

its more than this
its you
the essence
the necessary intangible
I know most who I am
when you are in the room



dedicated to ....
legal copyright for this work/poetry and also by
this writer Melissa A Howells and also for this
legally copyrighted site title
Meloo Straight From her Tilt-a-World








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