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In The Sanctuary Of My Head

The Broken-Winged Birds and People (re-edited 4/5/2323 3:03PM PST) (re-edited 11:14am PST 2/23/2023)

The Hell Of Winter (re-edited 4:27pm PST 3/9/2023)

My Grey Haired Love...La La Lullaby , La La Lullaby My Love

THE HEART IS AN ORGAN ON FIRE



When Mr. Bemish Lost His Last Good Pair of Glasses

Kathy Brown Kathy Brown

Something Not Quite Right About Here (Vortex) re-edited 1/26/2023

THE COOL TILES BENEATH MY FEET REMIND ME

The Way Of The Crow

DO YOU TURN THE LIGHTS SO YOU CAN SLEEP?

The Springtime Shadows Play Games Upon The Wall

CHRONICLER OF DREAMS

YET ANOTHER ANTI-POETRY POEM ( re-edited 11/2/2022)

You Do As You Please 8/17/2005 found poem, readjusted 6/20/22

HERE WE SIT AT OUR TABLE 2/19/2022

Much Better Than This ( A Conversation With The Universe)

The Straight Story (What Happens When The Writer Inserts You Into Her Story)

THE TIDE CALLED LONELINESS

A Girl Always Leaning Forward Looking for A Breeze

Entanglements

Have You Ever... (DECEMBER 4/2021)

Appetites

How I Still Love You

The Smile Which Eludes @

He Says To Me, I Think Too Much (and hence dream too much as well)

When You Learn Who You Really Are And What Is...

Anti-Poem Number Three 8/2/2022 Or, A Poem Your Proper Mother Wouldn't Write

Breathing On My Own

A Girl Is More Than a Beautiful Box re-edited 10:15pm PST 1/31/22

I LOVE YOU ALWAYS ANYWAY AND INSTEAD

Talk To Me In The Dark 7/8/2022

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(You're) Still Here


*************

I didn't nourish you
into old age

your spark
was snuffed out much too early
due to your frailty
and the frailty of
human reasoning,
human hands

if I believed in statistics
statistics would've decreed
how you died young
how those words
glide off my tongue
into a juxtaposition of troubling opposites

youth has the luxury of time
while the dead have none
they tell me
there's a place beyond
this sometimes lonely one
beyond the bewildering ether
of our abrupt separation

how you loved your simple life
how you simply loved it all

today's bluer sky tries to hint at
eternity
not any strife or fall
but what I see is
an eternity of space

falling up
into a vastness of blue
into that vastness somewhere
is there a bit of you
an eternity of you

or do you somehow
look down upon me

can you please tell me
what you see
do you wonder if I can
still see you

inside of me
we do
I do

you're not up in some sky
you live within
inside the hollowed chambers
of our hearts
where the blood doesn't always pump forward
but often stops and starts
and the mind looks inward
to the last time
to memorize
you


you're here in the last lines
of this poem
the first thought
of each morning
the last breath of air at night
as it brushes cross my cheek
I hear your voice
without a warning

you're in the reasons
we talk in great detail
as tears fill up our reddened eyes

the space
you've left behind
it doesn't lie

grief is
love
that has no where
to go
and yet we both know

somehow
you're
still
here

*************


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MAY 19, 2017 11:26PM PACIFIC STANDARD TIME
AND ALSO FOR THIS AUTHOR MELISSA A. HOWELLS AND
ALSO FOR THIS LEGALLY COPYRIGHTED SITE TITLE:
MELOO STRAIGHT FROM HER TILT-A-WORLD


edited and pared down May 21, 2017 12:43pm PST
for clarity' sake. For me, this needs to be written
as well as possible. it is important for both of us. all of us.





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