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Seize This Day, The One You're With

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I Long For Stars

The Loving Art

Soothe (re-edited 1:40Pm 8/17/21 for clarity for me as a five year old)



The Stars Go Out

OUTER SHELL

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Only Grief....

early wake-up conversations...before the coffee's poured

Only The Lonely.... (its not about what you may think...)

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I Came From Water

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)

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

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

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

BUYING LIES 5/22/2021

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

IN THE WILDERNESS CALLED YOU

Broken Things Are Beautiful

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

Sharp Sticks For The Cinderella's

If Prejudice Were Dumb And Could Not Speak

It No Longer Surprises Me...

THE HEART IS AN ORGAN ON FIRE

Odd Things, Odd Thing.....

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Reticent
Melli-can
could never be too confident
would never be too magnificent
it was something
her Mother-Dear told her
she must never do

take the hint
and get the clue
Mother-Dear said--
said Mother-Don't-Do

when confidence is what the world is doing
it won't ever suit you
take the day off when the rest of the world's working--
for they shall never see you

tis better to blend
and to bend-over
than to pretend
you're important
and you're account is due

don't count your chickens
don't count on eggs
keeps your words
and your adjectives and adverbs
tucked in your mouth
be the same
not as the Differents
and the Sordids do...

no one likes a Sticker-outer
nor a Pity-pouter who doesn't go along
to get along
be one who fits
and gets it all
and all the words to
the right songs

mass-production
assimilation
not your individual contemplations
are the right punches to the tickets
to get you somehwere

the Fit Ones
fit into their right slots
show their right spots
are the perfect squares
and not the polka dots

do no think too much
do not lead a lot
but merely follow along
the general plan
vague instructions
lead to function

Mother advised
all of this
but
I took out my ear plugs
and decided to become
Miss Melli-can't.



something that came into my head and onto the page
legal copyright for this poem 6:22Pm 10/11/21 time and date stamped
and also for this Author/Poet Melissa A. Howells
and also for this legally registered and copyrighted site title
MELOO STRAIGHT FROM HER TILT-A-WORLD


WILL COME BACK LATER TO EDIT.





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