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Always Deep Blue (written 7/3-7/6/2022)

THE GLASS BETWEEN MY SELVES

A Poem From The Dark

AND THE NIGHT SKY WOULD BECOME BLUE AGAIN

I Woke Up /// re-edited 2/2/2022 12:31PM



Granddad John James re-edited 10:05Pm 1/31/22

The Grapes (Lucious Grape/ August 31, 2005

TAKE YOUR PEN NOW AND SEE WHAT YOU WILL WRITE

You Taught Me...

Thank You For Being Your Own Treasure

How Hounds-tooth Became Her Friend

A Language You Can't Ignore.... re-edited 1/12/2022

They Say The Preying Mantis Is No Lady

You Can Oh Yes You Can (RE-EDITED 1/9/2021 12:07AM PST time and date stamped.)

HERSTORY...NOT A POEM BUT EXPERIENCE #ONE

I Saw A Star And Dared to Reach For It

The Invitation..( the message of .come as you are>>)

The Nature Of Water

THIS IS MY CORNER OF THE UNIVERSE, ENTER WITHIN

the wonder that always shall be...

Do You Gather Up Your Days The Way Others Collect Wild Butterflies?

The Man On The Red Bicycle (an ode) RE-EDITED 12/4/2021

Stray Cats and I have an understanding... 11/23/2021 copyright

If It Does Them Any Good At All 11/16/2021 date/time stamped

OUTSIDE-THE CROWS 11/14/2021

Still, More Time NOV 6 2021

The Wonder Cat

Little Bundle I Call Joy

AUGUST 1977 (IN THE REMEMBERING)

Wishing Them Onto Better Days

Seize This Day, The One You're With

Only Grief....

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IN THE WILDERNESS CALLED YOU


the better butter
biscuit
of my mornings

the sun rise that is
found in
the opening of your green eyes

you light up the city
wherever you go
and harnessed the lightning
I'm certain you're
the origin
of electricity

the sun-lit prince of winter
presciently wise on the day
of your birth

the thorns in my heart
have become little splinters
how you've seeded the flowered-fields
with golden lions with your voice,
songs and words

your music rises like seedlings
and gathers on the wind
beneath an adoring  watchful moon

I'd travel through time
saddling  a tesserect
so I could find my way
back to each renewed version of you

your voice brings a flutter
with a  park
you're the lark
giving wings to my earth-bound heart

I've mended myself
in my broken places

I've been reclaimed
to my utter amazement
finding a welcoming
in the wilderness that's you......




LEGAL COPYRIGHT FOR THIS ODE TO MY JOY/ 3:55PM PST MAY 19TH 2021
TIME AND DATE STAMPED/ AND ALSO FOR THIS POET MELISSA A. HOWELLS
AND ALSO FOR THIS LEGALLY COPYRIGHTED AND REGISTERED SITE TITLE
MELOO STRAIGHT FROM HER TILT-A-WORLD





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