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A Start Again...(I Green-Dreamed Again Last Night)

two out of three people

Lonesome Love

All The Changing....


Night Train

Some Children Have Nightmares (tentative title)

Home, Ghuey, Sweet Home

A Dog Should Have His Tail...

Enough to Clear The Clouds Away 4/13/2019

Checking Out


Hope Is Sometimes The Best Of All You've Got (definition poem)

Last Night

Someone Send Out A Search Party

Crows...writing exercise in honor of April /National Poetry month


Only The Choice To Be

When People Go

The Day You Left (Words From A Half-Remembered Dream)

Wake Wake Wake

It Is In The Rain

Dream Goblins Of The Night

Wake And Remember

Unwelcomed Like So Much Unfinished Business

In March (Finally, Spring 2016)

All For Algernon

Weak In The Knees

The Finisher's Song

Nothing's Sadder Than A Rose

All Beings Considered

This Is It

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We are at a pizza parlor.

We are approached but not recognized.
We are regulars.

The waiter asks:
"Can I take your order please?"

He looks at me, I say

He turns to my friend, she says

Every time it is the same.
The same man. The same question.
The same answer.


He comes back with our drinks.
He remembers this.

We empty our pockets of quarters
into the jukebox. So happy, we are.

We eat
By the forkful.
By the plateful.

The only profit the waiter makes
is from our Tab refills.

Teenage girls
drink a lot of Tab.

Meloo/Melissa A Howells  site: Tilt-a-World
from a recent prompted childhood memory
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