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Hope You Enjoyed The Eclipse While It Lasted

Home, Ghuey, Sweet Home

Life's A Candle

Written For My Father Who Isn't Here To Know

The Light Goes On In The Attic

Circumstance Changes All

I Am....( a keen observation )

(A Prayer of Intercession--Brief Joy)

Malla Batsick

not the story of my youth

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

The Secret Eater

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

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Flashes, Glimpses, Moments, Time

its like the train passing
at night
you hear the echo of its whistle
and know that it has past
but it is gone

its like a shower that falls
in early morning
you see the evidence on the ground
and know that it will evaporate
well before noon

its like eating a piece of shortcake
a sumptuous desert of summer berries
crowned with a billow of sweetened cream
you taste and savor each bite
and you know that this might be
the best you eat
because you picked them
those exact berries will never grow again

it like remembering a night of dancing
and the glimmer of it
a collection of happiness and enjoyment
your feet and heart moving to the music
as if you were gliding across ice
your full skirt billowing out
above your patent red high heels
tap-tap the moments gone
and you're older
your knees sometimes don't hold you
but the memory of flickering lights
and the pulses of music move through you
an electric current of thoughts
and irrational impulses


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Melissa A. Howells and also for this legally copyrighted site title
Meloo Straight From Her Tilt-a-World
June 26. 2017/11:37am PST. Hello/Good-bye World

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