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The Hot Seasons

Perhaps I Too, Was Frozen

You Are (I'm Here With You)

Joyce Will Soon Be Seventy-Something

Make (of) Me A Snow Angel

Oh What A Fall

in-EFFECTIVE (Fragile)

From The Point Of A Star

If I Were Your Island....

Spokes Spoken

Plain Speakin' (Lyrical Poem)

I Feel Fine(r)

It Is The Rain

Like a Small Child Tucked Into

I Talk To A Machine In My Darkness

Its Their Problem

the life and times of Medusa

Your Next New Dying Black Swan

For the Years of Dancing (Dance Hall Days Gone)

Someone Burned The Trees

Crowded Out

Sometimes Love Comes With Electricity

Try To Have A Good Night

Better To Bend Than Be Broken (CHANGE)

A Promise Is

Something More...

STRAIGHT FROM MY TILT-A-WORLD (legal copyright Melissa A Howells 6/13/2018 10:01am PST time/date stamped)

Les Animaux

Hello Neighbor

Ghost Fox

A Little Bad Romance

Where None Should Grow

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I wonder......

I wonder
how apartments
ever came to be called complexes

the people who live
where I live
are anything but complex

most of them
hang-out like laundry
that ought to have been brought in days before
loitering near the smoke shack

my Midwestern upbringing informs me that
smoke shacks are for sausages
and not for people
however if you look just a wee bit closer
you will most likely notice
most of my neighbors are
slowly coming out of their casings

they're yesterdays' news
the hit parade with mostly near misses
and b-sides.

legal copyright for this poem and also for this author/writer
Melissa A Howells and also for this legally copyrighted site title
Meloo Straight From Her Tilt-a-World
2:50pm PST April 7/2018

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