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Burning The Trees Into Ghosts

Here, After?

Only The Lonely.... (its not about what you may think...)

And The Next, And The Next..... (written directly to page, will return later for edits)

My Truth Is Out There (re-edited for clarity of thought and image later)



The Better Poem

Crimson Crush (Re-edited and Mispellings Corrected 6/11/2021)

The Last Shall be Trace-less 5/25/2021

Beware When The White Night Calls // re-edited 5/25/2020

BUYING LIES 5/22/2021

The Future I'm Caught Up In...RE-EDITED 5/22/2021

IN THE WILDERNESS CALLED YOU

Broken Things Are Beautiful

Cool Pea-Green New Leaves....(Imaginarium)

Sharp Sticks For The Cinderella's

If Prejudice Were Dumb And Could Not Speak

It No Longer Surprises Me...

THE HEART IS AN ORGAN ON FIRE

Odd Things, Odd Thing.....

The Magical Closet( re-edited for clarity of metaphor)

The Great Tsunami Of Our Growing Grief written 3/2.2021--retitled 3/14/2021

WAITING ON THE WORLD (March/February 2021 poetry)

The Legacy List

WE SHARE... march 2021 poetry

This Firestorm Of Dying Lights..

The Threshold To The Other World...(March 2021/Feb 2021)

(MELISSA'S) ALL---TRUE---ISMS....3/3/2021 4:51 pm PACIFIC STANDARD TIME

I Long For Stars

February 11, 2012 / Today The Storm...

MOLECULES

No Broom Could Chase Me.

Self-Improvementizing....(yes, I made up a new word)

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Self-Improvementizing....(yes, I made up a new word)


within my frame
there is a tracing
of a pattern and
an outline
which was once
my old self

if I glance inward
and concentrate
I begin to recognize
old vestiges
of all the former versions of me

does anyone see All
when they look into my violet eyes
and then do they accept
my entirety
my panoramic view?

what do I do
when I meditate
on the whole

should I dissect out that
which I don't want others
to know?
do I patch up the ragged parts
fill in the lost days
to make of myself
a better whole?
the better show?

what is it
to be entire
and yet
know in my own tapestry
there are many frayed
and showing holes?

and why is it
that so many make it
their goal
to self-improvementize you

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5:39am 1/9/2021 TIME/DATE STAMPED
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