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The Make-Up of Molecules

Make (of) Me A Snow Angel

Threading Myself Through The River Called Night

Dragons

HOW



EVENTUALLY...

THERE WILL BE MORE ...

At Night I Dream of Vampires Who Have No Bad Intentions

morning thoughts (begin again)

Human History is Pockmarked With Tragedy

Unseen, The Lilacs And The Daffodils

Nothing's Sadder Than A Rose

A Man Of The Clouds

The Cruel In The World (Blue Bag Metaphor)

Somtimes in Surrender

Encounter Before Dawn

Shedding Your Skin

Liminality

A Smattering Of Mattering (How Do You Matter)

NEEDING /KNEADING MORE (sometimes)

WHAT WILL YOU THINK GENTLE READER, AFTER YOU'VE FINISHED READING THIS?...We Are All Star Children

Not My Season

I Will Return

Like The Wind In The Middle Of The Night

The Hoping

Better To Bend Than Be Broken (CHANGE)

Belle Du Jovan

The Hope Of All These Things Which Would Never Come In a Box

The Best Revenge (For All Your Critic's Critiques)

Informed Through Pain

All Too Clearly Now

The Birds Are Such Un-numbering Creatures of Distant Hitchcockian Past

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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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