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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)

All My Friends Are Dead, It Seems....

The Better Poem

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

For Boiled Eggs and Mountains

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

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

The Thing You Move Out Of Your Way (writing exercise) 5/22/2021

BUYING LIES 5/22/2021

IN THE WILDERNESS CALLED YOU

TIME IS OF THE NONSENSICAL

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

Wild and Unraveling

Broken Things Are Beautiful

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

Sharp Sticks For The Cinderella's

A Long Long Time Ago

OFTEN I'VE WONDERED AS I LISTENED TO TRAINS

My Heart Knows.....(TO THOSE WHOSE HEARTS LIVE IN SPRING)

I REMEMBER THIS DAY AS IF IT HAD BEEN RECORDED IN A BOOK

Odd Things, Odd Thing.....

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

Don't Breathe 3/17/2021 12:21 AM PST

Kikipurr (For Our Boy/Girl Cats)

I'm Out Of My Dreams 3/12/2021...the pain-body and dreams

The Legacy List

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

Preferring The Stars. (After College)

Only Yesterday (For T.J..)

WHAT CHIRPLESS CRICKETS MAY PREDICT (IN HORROR MOVIES--DREAM POEM)

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

WHY DO I MIMIC THEIR MUSIC

AS THEY CALL--

I SAY TO THEM, MY FRIENDS

THE CROWS, WHO ARE MY BROTHER-SISTERS

OF THE SKY--

I'LL JOIN YOU ONE DAY,

BUT NOT YET.

^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ (LITTLE CROW FEET)

THE SUN IS A HEALER

AND SO IS THE MOON

AND SO IS THE RISE AND FALL

OF THE BREATH

OF A LIVING DAY AND NIGHT--

TOGETHER WE ARE CIRCLES

CYCLES INTERTWINED

IN EACH OTHERS TENDER GRASP--

WE HOLD ON GENTLY

********************** (THE STARS BLINK AND ACKNOWLEDGE MY SEEING THEM)

EACH DAY IS SINGULAR

IMBUED WITH THE TEXTURES

AND TASTES

AND SHADOWS OF NEW MEANING

AS I NEAR THE END

EACH MOMENT IS NOT SQUANDERED

BUT BLESSED

LIKE NEW BORN BABIES

UNACQUAINTED YET WITH THE WORLD

NOT YET KNOWING

HOW THEY WILL NEVER BE POOR.

HALLELUJAH

(YAMO BE HERE NOW--I HAVE CALLED)

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MELISSA A. HOWELLS AND ALSO FOR THIS LEGALLY COPYRIGHTED
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TIME AND DATE STAMPED MARCH 3, 2021....4:51 PACIFIC STANDARD TIME...

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