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In The Sanctuary Of My Head

The Broken-Winged Birds and People (re-edited 4/5/2323 3:03PM PST) (re-edited 11:14am PST 2/23/2023)

The Hell Of Winter (re-edited 4:27pm PST 3/9/2023)

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

THE HEART IS AN ORGAN ON FIRE



When Mr. Bemish Lost His Last Good Pair of Glasses

Kathy Brown Kathy Brown

Something Not Quite Right About Here (Vortex) re-edited 1/26/2023

THE COOL TILES BENEATH MY FEET REMIND ME

The Way Of The Crow

DO YOU TURN THE LIGHTS SO YOU CAN SLEEP?

The Springtime Shadows Play Games Upon The Wall

CHRONICLER OF DREAMS

YET ANOTHER ANTI-POETRY POEM ( re-edited 11/2/2022)

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

HERE WE SIT AT OUR TABLE 2/19/2022

Much Better Than This ( A Conversation With The Universe)

The Straight Story (What Happens When The Writer Inserts You Into Her Story)

THE TIDE CALLED LONELINESS

A Girl Always Leaning Forward Looking for A Breeze

Entanglements

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

Appetites

How I Still Love You

The Smile Which Eludes @

He Says To Me, I Think Too Much (and hence dream too much as well)

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

Breathing On My Own

A Girl Is More Than a Beautiful Box re-edited 10:15pm PST 1/31/22

I LOVE YOU ALWAYS ANYWAY AND INSTEAD

Talk To Me In The Dark 7/8/2022

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UN-THREAD THE NEEDLE (OF TIME)


"THERE IS NO BETTER ADVICE THAN THE ADVICE
TIME GIVES YOU." IVETH MOTIEL...COPYRIGHT 2010
WRITE AROUND PORTLAND
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see the girl, not-the-girl
wearing the red harem pants
and her slender waist bending

notice her tentatively smiling
sharing her thoughts as she moves her small hands
waving them about expressively

notice her curly bottle- blonde fragility
her hip bones lean flung forward proudly
her laughter as it cascades up and down the scale

if you could speak to her
how would you advise her
don't stay. leave while you still can.
you need to study tomorrow. the stars can wait for another night.

see how time
is now a narrow opening in a needle
how the mind too readily slips through that hole
back and forth indecisive

its not so important to be noticed
or listened to
wait on love and the possibility of touch
there's no expiration date

yet there's games
stratagems you mother/father never taught you
and threads move in the direction of the eye of the needle

and how
30 some years later
you/I still unthread that needle
thinking its a way to unravel the stitches
which are still left inside of me
holding me together
so the secret inside of me
won't fall out
nor cave inward.



LEGAL COPYRIGHT FOR THIS POEM 1:49PM PST 2/19/2022
AND ALSO FOR THIS POET MELISSA A. HOWELLS
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