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Home, Ghuey, Sweet Home

Uncovered

Burying the Dark

Great Big Waterproof World

After Wide Sargasso Sea



If Prejudice Were Dumb And Could Not Speak

All Beings Considered

Not For The Bloom of Tears Cultivated These Last 100 Years

A Little Bit of Harlem in Your Life

So Glad I Met You

Being Ourselves...

Knock, Then Come Through

In My Humble Opinion

I Turn Forward

Beyond Door Number Three

Little Man Orange--My Mister Peanut Butter Trout

Someone Send Out A Search Party

The Blue Buffalo

THE STITCH IN THE TELEPHONE WIRES

The Springtime Shadows Play Games Upon The Wall

The Differences

Wisdom of the Infinite

Not Someone's Grand Illusion

The Storm

Patch-Worked Trilogy

And Then It Wasn't Hard To Be Eight Years Old

Prairie Town Progress

Great Spirit

Elise, Elise

The Make-Up of Molecules

Make (of) Me A Snow Angel

Threading Myself Through The River Called Night

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EVENTUALLY...


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in every city
there's are doors into the floor

and yet

old men continue to build their
steel pyramids to their Gods
thinking they will be always be
remembered

steel rusts
its molecules are not
infallible
nothing escapes
natural physical laws

above us is only sky
and beyond that
even  more sky

that's all there ever shall be

quieted earth
ever constant
often changing sky
and somewhere in between
the rain that falls eventually
upon us all


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LEGAL COPYRIGHT FOR THIS POEM 6:35pm PST  5/5/2020
TIME/DATE STAMPED AND ALSO FOR THIS WRITER/POET
MELISSA A. HOWELLS AND ALSO FOR THIS LEGALLY COPYRIGHTED SITE TITLE
MELOO STRAIGHT FROM HER TILT-A-WORLD





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