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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?

Tender Love New And Quick...

Have You Ever... (DECEMBER 4/2021)

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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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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