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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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Seize This Day, The One You're With


The Day,
so much like the others
arrived and sat down
in front of me.

Instantly,
I recognized Its Face.

"What did you think you'd call me?"
It asked, nearly taunting.

"Did you think I had a name?"
"Did you wish Me not to change?"
"Did you think I was a star on which
you could pin your eyes?!"
Its words were wanting
It wanted me to listen
but there was something
I didn't care to listen to,
Something to despise.

The Day was dimly out of focus
but full of Its own words.
Its edges had small beams
that barely flickered
as if were a Remnant
a Monster of The Distant Past
and I was
being absurd.

"Do not stay THERE!"
The Day demanded.
"Where you ME and your thoughts so often!"
"That Day is long-gone...
and will be forgotten in Its coffin!"

"You can't own a picture of It
as that technology
is fading fast...and if you
grasp It in your fingers
eventually It will be like a sieve
sifting through your hands."
No Day is meant to last!"
But, still, I asked...
and then sighed...
"But why!!!"
Aren't theremshadows of the
old insides of You...
A faint colorization of
Your Memories And Truths?"

The Day tried to turn Its mouth
up into a grin.
And found It could no longer
pinch the corners up to where
they once had been.

It said
(with moist eyes this time)
"I did my best to let you know
I would be numbered."
"Alas, I fear my attempts with you
have blundered.
"Your task is to hold fast
onto what you hold To-Day."
"Don't pas the time leaning
backwards because that's where you'll remain."
"There's still so much of Me
not to waste
seize Me.
seize this Day!"

I understood him better than before:
What He wanted wasn't difficult
and so I encircled Him like I never had
and morelll
"Seize This Day,"
I shouted...The One I'm with!"



LEGAL COPYRIGHT FOR THIS POEM 9:59 am OCTOBER 16. 2021
AND ALSO FOR THIS POET/WRITER MELISSA A. HOWELLS
AND ALSO FOR THIS LEGALLY COPYRIGHTED AND REGISTERED SITE TITLE
MELOO STRAIGHT FROM HER TILT-A-WORLD

THIS CAME STRAIGHT OUT OF BED WITH ME AND INTO THE
MORNING LIGHT AND THEN TYPED ONTO THE PAGE
IF I NEED TO I SHALL RETURN TO EDIT.
THANK YOU FOR TAKING THE TIME FROM YOUR DAY TO PERUSE.





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