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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) +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ LEGAL COPYRIGHT FOR THIS POEM AND ALSO FOR THIS POET MELISSA A. HOWELLS AND ALSO FOR THIS LEGALLY COPYRIGHTED SITE TITLE MELOO STRAIGHT FROM HER TILT-A-WORLD TIME AND DATE STAMPED MARCH 3, 2021....4:51 PACIFIC STANDARD TIME... Vote for this poem |
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