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Try To Have A Good Night

Boy Restored

If This Is Any Art For Which You Care

I Am Time


I Feel Fine(r)

Make (of) Me A Snow Angel

The Light Goes On In The Attic (WeAll Have Addictons)

Little Water Bug ( learning the lesson of true pain)

Hope You Enjoyed The Eclipse While It Lasted

Written For My Father Who Isn't Here To Know

Snow Is A Softening Of The Rain

And With Words I Let Them Go

Useless (Eaters)

Used to Think I Could Fix Them.

Sometimes Love Comes With Electricity

Into The Swirling Sea Of White.

Life's A Candle

Malla Batsick

(A Prayer of Intercession--Brief Joy)

Not For The Bloom of Tears Cultivated These Last 100 Years

Love A Cat

Cuba Libre

Your Next New Dying Black Swan

Mrs. Stine, Isn't It Time?

Woman Of A Certain Age

Fragile Shell Of Morning

The Times Have Come Back Of Great Want And Lack, This Is The New Great Depression


A Little Bit of Harlem in Your Life

why We celebrate the losers

Sometimes I Hear Him

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Boy Restored


or found
never is certain

how he
slips between your fingers
like a cat who's slipped out
the open back door
you go calling
come home

you recall how your heart knew joy
because now your heart knows pain

uncertainty is a sleepless night
spent in the high desert
small cat boy
shivering under a distant new moon
the following morning
imagining him somehow lost to you

how you call and search
'til joy answers
with a piteous mewling
and a faint scratching
reaches your pricked ears

through the back sliding back screen
he looks in
front paw gingerly reaching

hello stranger
prodigal boy
welcome home
you've returned and
joy's restored
lifted high into your arms
as he butts you in the shoulder

joy is restored
yes the boy by chance
has found home again
safe and restored



FOR CINNAMON, and joy returned and my BFF
legal copyright for this work
and also for this writer/author
Melissa A. Howells and also for this
legally copyrighted site title:
Meloo Straight From Her Tilt-a-World

July 14, 2017 two forty-six pm PST.

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