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For Another Mean New Sun.

THE POCKET DOOR

Dragons

Nameless

Night Train



HOME

Different

wandering the rolling hills ...(written for his model)

All You Have To Do Is Breathe....

Funny, Not Funny

cat speech

A Start Again...(I Green-Dreamed Again Last Night)

Checking Out

All The Changing....

two out of three people

Lonesome Love

A Dog Should Have His Tail...

Some Children Have Nightmares (tentative title)

Enough to Clear The Clouds Away 4/13/2019

Last Night

Only The Choice To Be

With Words, I See A World I No Longer Fit In

of my battered heart

Devious

Crows...writing exercise in honor of April /National Poetry month

When People Go

Weak In The Knees

Make (of) Me A Snow Angel

Words

The Finisher's Song

In March (Finally, Spring 2016)

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

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Only The Choice To Be


borrowing
that's what the poor do
ownership has its drawbacks
sometimes I'd relish
the responsibility
a house
a cat
a yard to plant a garden
a place to belong in

I'm more like the prairie
holes to fill
and wide open spaces
and the wind passes through me

gone here are the family farms
and sloughs
and buffalo
most of it belongs to a big silent entity

I feel the miles accumulated inside of me
I see them
when I glance at my reflection

if I could be real
settle
be a true Indian
with choices to wander
or stake a claim

today I see
the poor sometimes
only have the choice to be
or not
(what choice is this?)



legal copyright for this poem March 6, 2019 1:05pm PST time date stamped
and also for this writer Melissa A. Howells and also for this legally copyrighted
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