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Sometimes I Hear Him

And With Words I Let Them Go

When He Returns From The Road

July's Message

The Crow Is A Songbird

the brand of disappointment

Flashes, Glimpses, Moments, Time

Some Will

Please Don't Bring Me Flowers

No Woman's Friend

not the story of my youth

She Is My Friend

Every Time I Listen To the Wind.

If I Were Your Island....

I Am....( a keen observation )

Need You (note of encouragement to self)

I Travel Every Time I Think Of You

The Un-Promised Land

Poem Untitled, But, If Not For You

(You're) Still Here

As Sick As My Secrets

Mrs. Stine, Isn't It Time?

From The Desert

He's There

Then The Little Silver Fish Came

I Keep My Ray Bans Handy

Some Meaningful Proof For A Hopeful Dreamer's Eyes

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

How Each Death Changes The World

Not A Good-bye Day (For Our Ghuey)

And You Might Be The Reaper

I Wish You Well (a prayer)

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And With Words I Let Them Go

I said to them
"You don't need me..."
"You just think you do."
And with these words
I let them go.

Some days I am enough for myself.
And I have miles yet to go.

Its been a long hard winter.
I trudged the miles mostly on my own.
Its not as if I didn't ask.
I did.
They were met with not even a care or a groan.
Nor kind words found in a simple letter.
I knew I could do much better

And with those words
I told them
with straight-through-the-front-door conviction:

"I let you go."

July 3, 2017 9am PST
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this author/writer Melissa A. Howells
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meloo Straight From Her Tilt-a-World

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