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The Best Revenge (For All Your Critic's Critiques)

Home, Ghuey, Sweet Home

I Long For Stars

All Beings Considered

Not For The Bloom of Tears Cultivated These Last 100 Years



All Too Clearly Now

Informed Through Pain

Sometimes In Losing I Have Gained A Lot

A Man Of The Clouds

The Birds Are Such Un-numbering Creatures of Distant Hitchcockian Past

Accountants

Shrine

Didn't You Learn That First Lesson In Kindergarten?

They Grew (A Poem From The Imaginarium)

The Dreaming Life ( A Series Of Dream Vignettes)

Cuba Libre

If This Is Any Art For Which You Care

Max on the max

The Little Bird Said

Your Next New Dying Black Swan

The Factory of Resentments

When My Blues Are Gone

Expect Yourself

TONIGHT

I WILL RETURN

Silver-Tongued Devil

Within The Green Wind Becomes The Fall

Think On This--IF YOU WOULD

Open Lines

You Got Your Lilly Back

I Write This To Remember

Errands (WHAT ARE YOUR UNOFFICIALLY APPOINTED ERRANDS?)

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Fabricators

I could never be a politician,
though I can act.
Smile when instructed.
Memorize stage right, stage left.
Peer into the camera, then emote.
Be sin-serious, rhapsodize, succinctly speak in fine prosaic econo-wise,
But when it came to telling real lies,
that would be a trick that this dog couldn't lick
This body was not made for Politik.
But when it comes to writing,
its a different song...I can fabricate
elaborate, elucidate, enumerate
all day long and never get bored with it.
Or blush for shame.
There's a big difference between prevaricating
and utilizing ones imagination.
Lying in a book is usually all in fun (based on some fact.)
while lying in a election campaign takes a lot of tact.
The author is praised for all his fine skill.
The unskillful politician will never reach
Capitol Hill.
Prevaricators=Politicians.
Story-tellers-Writers.
Go figure,
both fabricators, both embroiders on what
passes for the truth.






Copyright November 2, 2011 All Rights Reserved By Author
Melissa A Howells/Meloo of Tilt-a-World

 

 





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