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YOU DO NOT GROW OLD

I Came From Water

Every One of Us Has a Door....

The House Is Alive

THEY NAMED ME ENOUGH



THE CRYPT OF THE KEPT AND THE KEEPER

UNDECIDED

THE MILES THAT ARE LEFT TO GO...

To Them, I am Dead, I am Dead

I Need To Fly

Burying the Dark

Knock, Then Come Through

Being Ourselves...

Like The Wind In The Middle Of The Night

Uncovered

The Blue Buffalo

Little Man Orange--My Mister Peanut Butter Trout

Not Someone's Grand Illusion

Wisdom of the Infinite

The Springtime Shadows Play Games Upon The Wall

THE STITCH IN THE TELEPHONE WIRES

Patch-Worked Trilogy

I Turn Forward

The Storm

Prairie Town Progress

Beyond Door Number Three

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

Elise, Elise

A Bird, A Fly, A Cripple (Pity Poem?)

The Make-Up of Molecules

HOW

Haiku's In Triplicate

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Elise, Elise


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so fast to frowns
from smiles to upside down
Elise, Elise

fine fair hair
blankets of care
mile-wide blue-eyed stare
Elise, Elise

transformed
to be turned out
another girl from the
wonder wheel
Betty Crocker approved
edges removed

Elise, Elise
you're quite the sliver
of cherry pie
no whip, no frills
but the remade girl
to catch the prize

enough to stir
a Mother's pride
enough to make
the eyes assess--
and eyebrows rise

Elise,Elise
why still
do you possess such a will
and refuse to smile?

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