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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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Hello Grief...


if grief has a language
its the internal
spreading inward to outwards

I won't keep me
locked away inside
and hide myself
I need to know
my Grief

Hello
I say
Are you my Friend
Informer
Confidante?

as a creature of hope
I find myself tied to you

Grief
keeps me alive
connected to what's real

sometimes Its expression
heals
reconnects me to the reality
sometimes that reality is
confusion

Grief knows many names
is over-whelmed and emotion-filled
but sometimes chooses an emotion-less face
yet
I'd recognize Grief
anywhere

have you ever invited
Grief in
had a conversation
made It more than a stranger
there's no danger in it knowing you...
only in running
further away

we've gained something tangible
through our mutual association:
I've found a Listener, Brother or new Sister
perhaps a Father or Mother
perhaps a small long lost animal self,
I know a good and listening Friend

Grief is the Star
at the center of the universe
and near my end

How It keeps me connected to Earth
connected to those
who are both
unlike and like myself

Grief re-arranges relationships
to everyone/everything
all that lives, sees, flies and crawls
Grief connects me to the Infinite
and the Finite in Us All

the continuous circle

Hello Again, Grief
again
thank you for letting me know
and letting me in
how I'm still here

I'm connected
I'm still here
I am human.

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fEBRUARY 21, 2018 11:58 PM PST

re-edited Feb 27, 2018 3:32pm PST
there were some edits I didn't make
and spelling errors. good thing I returned.
re-edited 4/17/18 2:09PM PST for clarity and continuity
legal copyright for this new version and its author/writer
Melissa A Howells.





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