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I WILL RETURN



where have I been
some place
not new
distant
and old
and changing

that's where I have been
and long to
return to
as the amphibians did
long ago
and eventually became
who I am today
an animal who thinks
but mostly too much

I might be a starfish
gazing up into a brilliant sky
I might be one of the white grains
trampled along the shore
I might be a shell
occupied or emptied
I might be the swells
that claim it all and more

I would do
in my heart
I would divine what is in my soul
to return here
again
even in dreams
just so I could return at will
and make my wishes be
my open door.
 
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I have been to the ocean and have found it difficult
to return to the life of land-lovers
--the city is a place to get by in
not a place in which to thrive.
The ocean is a living place. A breathing space.
Fresh and ever-changing and alive. I will make it
my mission to return as often as I/we are able.


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AND ALSO FOR THIS POET MELISSA A HOWELLS
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MELOO STRAIGHT FROM HER TILT-A-WORLD





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