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The Grapes (Lucious Grape/ August 31, 2005

After Wide Sargasso Sea

Lull the Day to Night

I Long For Stars

A Girl Always Leaning Forward Looking for A Breeze



TAKE YOUR PEN NOW AND SEE WHAT YOU WILL WRITE

I'd Like To Be Your Shirt (when you wake up in the morning)

The Springtime Shadows Play Games Upon The Wall

The Wonder Cat

You Taught Me...

Great Big Waterproof World

Thank You For Being Your Own Treasure

The Man On The Red Bicycle (an ode) RE-EDITED 12/4/2021

At Night, As I Dream of Vampires Who Have No Bad Intentions

Unseen, The Lilacs And The Daffodils

Threading Myself Through The River Called Night

The Great Tsunami Of Our Growing Grief written 3/2.2021--retitled 3/14/2021

THE HEART IS AN ORGAN ON FIRE

The Off Brand

They Say The Preying Mantis Is No Lady

If Prejudice Were Dumb And Could Not Speak

HERSTORY...NOT A POEM BUT EXPERIENCE #ONE

A Language You Can't Ignore.... re-edited 1/12/2022

How Hounds-tooth Became Her Friend

You Can Oh Yes You Can (RE-EDITED 1/9/2021 12:07AM PST time and date stamped.)

The Invitation..( the message of .come as you are>>)

The Nature Of Water

I Saw A Star And Dared to Reach For It

THIS IS MY CORNER OF THE UNIVERSE, ENTER WITHIN

Do You Gather Up Your Days The Way Others Collect Wild Butterflies?

Tender Love New And Quick...

The House Is Alive

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early wake-up conversations...before the coffee's poured


oh, good morning'
glory

you're just saying that
cuz you want to massage
my bellybutton

uh, you mean your ego?

I like to say it
the other way
better,
its more interesting

so,
is it a challenge to be you...

oh, why do you say that?

to always have to be
so interesting...

naw,
it comes naturally
its in my genes

congratulations
bet you're never bored
when you can entertain
yourself!

you got that right
bucko!

how 'bout some coffee
cupcake?

I'd love some
hot-lips.





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