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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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The Finisher's Song


I'm the Finisher
the one who holds on
when she should no longer touch
things and words and memories
immutable and singular stuff
not of dreams
but more like nightmares

I'm the Finisher
I memorize people
and things are not intangibles
I linger in the essence
its essential
yet,
I've been told I stay too long

I'm the Finisher
I stare into space
until it no longer lingers
everything diminishes
grows shorter
even my hair
but somehow
I must finish all of this

Why do I need to be an occupier
of any stage
remember every moment
every anguish or rage
every love and every single age
and all to which it attached?

you only go round the bases once
I won't be coming back
is that the facts
there's no guarantee
to get it all right
even when
you finish

something's left
someone's left
undone.


LEGAL COPYRIGHT FOR THIS POEM
AND ALSO FOR THIS WRITER
MELISSA A. HOWELLS AND ALSO FOR THIS LEGALLY
COPYRIGTED SITE TITLE
MELOO STRAIGHT FROM HER TILT-A-WORLD
AND HOPEFULLY WITH THIS
I CAN REST
TIME DATE STAMPED 4;16AM JANUARY 26 2019
"IF THIS IS ANY ART FOR WHICH YOU CARE....

WOULDN'T IT BE NICE NOT TO HAVE FLAWS
BUT THEN, I WOULDN'T BE THE FINISHER.





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