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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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The Loving Art


its sung about
its written about
its lost and found

its over-whelming
it weakens the knees
its for everyone
your enemies
the very small
the over-grown

its hung onto
and slippery
and revered and adored

it makes frowns
turn upside down
its tingles
and it seers and burns

it obsesses
and it dresses up
and it mows down
the mightiest steed

but
its misunderstood
over-sought
not given out enough
its not a commodity
its not in how you look
its in what you down
it cannot be planned

its a verb
its an action word
its not just for special people
its for every one
in every land

its for your enemies
its for your least favorite species
its for the Earth
its for the sky
its for you especially
please grab its hand

and when you take it
give it back
as often as you can
with respect
with insight
with care
with zeal and honesty
with intention

make it part of
your daily life
make it your
life's study
your alpha and omega
your beating heart
your great joy

give of it freely
believe me
it will come back
just when
you hadn't planned.




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AND ALSO FOR THIS POET/WRITER MELISSA A. HOWELLS AND
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