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Home, Ghuey, Sweet Home

Call This Autumn

Nothing's Sadder Than A Rose

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



Falling Leaf, Falling Man/Woman, Rising Star

It Comes At Night

The Hot Seasons

Perhaps I Too, Was Frozen

You Are (I'm Here With You)

Joyce Will Soon Be Seventy-Something

All Too Clearly Now

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

Oh What A Fall

Last In Class

If This Is Any Art For Which You Care

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

in-EFFECTIVE (Fragile)

I Long For Stars

From The Point Of A Star

Someone Send Out A Search Party

This Is It

If I Were Your Island....

Spokes Spoken

Plain Speakin' (Lyrical Poem)

All Beings Considered

It Is The Rain

Like a Small Child Tucked Into

I Talk To A Machine In My Darkness

Its Their Problem

Not For The Bloom of Tears Cultivated These Last 100 Years

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they have been watered
and grown in water
my words
fueled with storms
and fury
packing the force
of F5 tornadoes
or category five hurricanes

here is the only place
you may have seen them

my storms
the ones flitting across my face
meteorological demonstrations
of the cataclysms
and sometimes
little earthquakes
betraying something of me
from underneath

I've been an ocean
disturbed by the tides of other moons
yet, no more

the moon and I are friends now
rough night no longer invades
storms do not possess the power to antagonize

I listen to
silence now
the crickets
the passing of the second hand
of the clock

my words and I are almost

the ships in my head have docked
the winds have miraculously be-calmed themselves
God is in the Heavens
the Sandman
I've recognized
maybe even welcomed

everything is circular
the Weatherman
has found a new job now
in a far off town


November 2, 2017 2:27PM PST
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and also for this author Melissa A Howells and also for this
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Meloo Straight From Her Tilt-a-World

re-edited for clarity and precision of tone/idea
January 11, 2018/9:15am PST

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