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Errands (WHAT ARE YOUR UNOFFICIALLY APPOINTED ERRANDS?)

And I Smile ( Little Little Bird)

Where The Weird Actually Tried To Turn Pro

the earth is our mother



This Snake

All Of Who I Was

Where The Dead Don't Mind...

Peace Where There Is No Opportunity

Night Train

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Someone Send Out A Search Party

I Wish God Had Better Magic

Canis Latrans

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How Does It, How Do You Matter

THE POCKET DOOR

Like The Wind In The Middle Of The Night

The Hoping

This Is It

The Inner String

For Another Mean New Sun.

Some Children Have Nightmares (tentative title)

Nameless

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

All The Changing....

HOME

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two out of three people

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cat speech

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


an emotional removal
the limp daisy dying on the mantel
outside the sky fills with white
while the horizon line flattens
bleak are the clouds
piling up in the distance

looking into the face
in the painting
he sees
the raven haired girl
no longer here--
moved onto a different plain

touching her
with his mind
the memories soon are  drifting
like the snow
gathering outside
he is
walking with her again
hand in hand
wandering the rolling hills



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Melissa A Howells and also for this legally copyrighted site title
Meloo Straight From Her Tilt-a-World





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