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Big Is No Little Adjective. (revised)

The Off Brand

Taking Up Alley Living

YOU DO NOT GROW OLD

Out On The Street



THE MILES THAT ARE LEFT TO GO...

I Need To Fly

Burying the Dark

Judging The Rain

Mister Misbegotten.

The Haircut Thing

The Bare Bones

Lull the Day to Night

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

Patch-Worked Trilogy

To Them, I am Dead, I am Dead

Uncovered

Someone Send Out A Search Party

Knock, Then Come Through

Elise, Elise

Great Big Waterproof World

The Blue Buffalo

Little Man Orange--My Mister Peanut Butter Trout

Wisdom of the Infinite

THE STITCH IN THE TELEPHONE WIRES

The Differences

The Springtime Shadows Play Games Upon The Wall

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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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