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

Enough to Clear The Clouds Away 4/13/2019

Devious

Checking Out

Home, Ghuey, Sweet Home



Someone Send Out A Search Party

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

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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

Max on the max

I Long For Stars

Falling Leaf, Falling Man/Woman, Rising Star

So You Do (May 10, 2010 written for June 1987)

Its About Waking In The Middle Of The Night And Having To Write It All Down

Not For The Bloom of Tears Cultivated These Last 100 Years

If This Is Any Art For Which You Care

If I Could Be The Sky...

It Feels Better To Be Unfinished (Wish-Unspoken, But With My Eyes)

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un-Completion (I Prefer It)


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not out of dreams
but out of time
enough desire to seed the clouds
and make it rain year-long
then
who would stop the rain
no one

do you feel
done?
completed?

the journey will be mine
memories to fill a millennium and more
the capacity to recall them all

are you
done and
completed?

I think not

life would be hollow
purposeless
with
no trial left to overcome
nothing more to seek
no more creatures/people left to meet
no more mysteries
no more cheek-to-cheek
with destiny
the ficklest fate

I'd forsake finishing
for an eternity
of problems yet unsolved

I can do this
look I made this
how now...see,
I am who I was
nothing to be negated
I live on imperfectly
not complete
so I can live again
another day.

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*

I prefer and embrace my state of imperfection.
It makes life more interesting.
It also means that there were will be more adventures
left in life to experience, and problems left to solve.
Life ought to be a life-long process of continual learning.


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MELISSA A. HOWELLS
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MELOO STRAIGHT FROM HER TILT-A-WORLD

early, mid-morning prompt write/poem





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