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ANOTHER REFRIGERATOR POEM 7/2/2022

A NOT-S0-SILLY ANTI-POETRY DITTY

In And In Between The Silence 6/21/2022

Not Alone In the Darkness (As I Once Thought I Was)

Miss Tilt-a-World@



Each One Of Them Is Accounted For (And Matters)

Like Books Full Of Stories Stacked Behind Her

Call It Grace (another Anti-poem)

Lights Out

Saudade: the feeling of wanting to be near someone who is far and distant

That No One But I Will Know (anti-poetry)

To Be In The Way

For My Brother T. J. ( 7/15/2022)

That Once Respite Cave

Dr. Frankenstein's Surprise (Re-Galvanized)

A Stranger In a Strange And Angry Land.

Crimson Lake (From 2008, flashing forward to 2022/April 19)

Words Being Yours...Until The Grave 4/23/2022

The Fire Once Within Goes Cold From Lack

Summer Storms / Electric Monsters

Your Candle Burning In the Wind

On Sunny Days , As I Pose For The Skies 3/17/2022

You Are Not What You Think 3/7/2022 11:56Pm PST

We'll Decide That For YOU

Fisherman's Woman's Lament

That Time Love Took Off Running On Its Achilles Heels....

VALENTINE--WITHOUT YOU 2/19/2022

His Bitter Chocolate Heart (refrigerator magnet poem)

THE HOOVER DAM/NEWLY RE-CONSTRUCTED 2/19/2022

Tender Love New And Quick...

I COULD BECOME SOME KIND OF LUCKY 2/19/2022

UN-THREAD THE NEEDLE (OF TIME)

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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)

+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++


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...






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