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When You Learn Who You Really Are And What Is...

Anti-Poem Number Three 8/2/2022 Or, A Poem Your Proper Mother Wouldn't Write

That Once Respite Cave

We Are The Generators

Summer Storms / Electric Monsters



Talk To Me In The Dark 7/8/2022

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

His Bitter Chocolate Heart (refrigerator magnet poem)

ANOTHER REFRIGERATOR POEM 7/2/2022

In And In Between The Silence 6/21/2022

You Do As You Please 8/17/2005 found poem, readjusted 6/20/22

Each One Of Them Is Accounted For (And Matters)

The Fire Once Within Goes Cold From Lack

Like Books Full Of Stories Stacked Behind Her

Call It Grace (another Anti-poem)

Like A Small Street Dog Lured In By The Promise Of Meat

A NOT-S0-SILLY ANTI-POETRY DITTY

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)

Dr. Frankenstein's Surprise (Re-Galvanized)

When Mr. Bemish Lost His Last Good Pair of Glasses

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

My Grey Haired Love...La La Lullaby , La La Lullaby My Love

I LOVE YOU ALWAYS ANYWAY AND INSTEAD

Your Candle Burning In the Wind

Certainly No Bread 3/16/2022

On Sunny Days , As I Pose For The Skies 3/17/2022

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THIS IS MY CORNER OF THE UNIVERSE, ENTER WITHIN


wakened
I was by my heart and head
burning
realizing a fact that heated me
more than most

i have lived
as I was not
i have chosen
as i would not have chose

where to put the blame
do you wonder
where to put
if there is fair and square

should I wear this gaudy trinket
as a fancy
wear it boldly
tie it into me
like a bold but gaudy ribbon
overwhelming
my raven hair

pretend to be
but not to be it
pretend to feel
but not to know
the true feeling
that would relish living
underneath it
acting as if i'm
the way of my world
the transforming lies
of me they told

i let them make of me
a blunder
i let them shape me
pour me into a useless mold
i no longer let them make this blunder
I will no longer do and act
as they believe
as they've blended me to their expectations
to their beliefs
yes I've grown wicked
I am bold

underneath my shiny
new skin
underneath
I'll now slither out
become the snake they
shunned and reviled now
become the power
and their bitter own self-doubt

that thing they tried to seed within me
that thing they pointed at me
to fore-swear
the accusation
the force to live it
the cross my burden
the derision and the judgment
meted out unjustly
in their mean and constant stares

I reject it
I reject them
I adventure out
from my eternal  want and winter
I breathe the Spring
I emerge triumphant
and defiant
I defy even
the bracing gift of
my greatest comfort
the fresh
and oh the enticement
of my new and constant
embracing lover of a new
emboldening sweetness
call it my Spring
in my late Autumn
I'll call it that
the Crone has  risen
from her forced slumber
shed her dead skin
risen from the underground
and climbed up
her air.



DIRECTLY FROM A DREAM TO THE PAGE 12/19/2021
5:27AM PACIFIC STANDARD TIME/TIME AND DATE STAMPED
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 IS MY CORNER OF MY UNIVERSE
YOU HAVE NOW ENTERED WITHIN.






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