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Wisdom of the Infinite

If Prejudice Were Dumb And Could Not Speak

The Differences

The Springtime Shadows Play Games Upon The Wall

A Little Bit of Harlem in Your Life



The Voice Lost In the Wires

Home, Ghuey, Sweet Home

All Beings Considered

After Wide Sargasso Sea

Great Big Waterproof World

The Storm

I Turn Forward

Patch-Worked Trilogy

And Then It Wasn't Hard To Be Eight Years Old

Prairie Town Progress

Beyond Door Number Three

Great Spirit

Elise, Elise

The Make-Up of Molecules

Someone Send Out A Search Party

Make (of) Me A Snow Angel

Threading Myself Through The River Called Night

Not For The Bloom of Tears Cultivated These Last 100 Years

The Dreaming Life ( A Series Of Dream Vignettes)

Dragons

HOW

EVENTUALLY...

THERE WILL BE MORE ...

At Night I Dream of Vampires Who Have No Bad Intentions

morning thoughts (begin again)

Human History is Pockmarked With Tragedy

Unseen, The Lilacs And The Daffodils

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Imprinted

Patterned thinking
pandering to what you ought
makes life a stinking
mess
and leaves us all
over-wrought.
Playing on life's stage
to others
fortune-telling all
your thoughts.
Its really quite
exhausting.
It would be so much easier
to leave your mind alone
by living your life
self-directed and
self-taught.


Copyright September 20 2011...Red White Blue ironic symbolic. This often times doesn't
feel, read, smell, look like my/our country anymore. Doesn't mean I'm not proud, its
just that I am allowed to change my mind and(constitutionally allowed) to have my own opinions.

Melissa A Howells  Meloo of Tilt-a-World





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