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So Glad I Met You

The Blue Buffalo

Little Man Orange--My Mister Peanut Butter Trout

Not Someone's Grand Illusion



Wisdom of the Infinite

The Differences

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

MOLECULES

HOW

Haiku's In Triplicate

THERE WILL BE MORE ...

EVENTUALLY...

The Change In The Change(s)

Human History is Pockmarked With Tragedy

EXPECT COMPLICATIONS

A New Clear

What Exactly Comes Next?

Unseen, The Lilacs And The Daffodils

morning thoughts (begin again)

Encounter Before Dawn

Somtimes in Surrender

The Cruel In The World (Blue Bag Metaphor)

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So Glad I Met You


Within the dust
are rainbows
and within them
are refracting particles of infinite light
and within them
are souls
random and searching
reaching out for signs
in the universe

so glad I met you.


9/2/2020 1:02AM PST time and date stamped
legal copyright for this poem and also for this
writer Melissa A. Howells and also for this legally
copyrighted and REGISTERED site title --
Meloo Straight From Her Tilt-a-World

written for a friend, I've known three years, thank you





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