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This Is What Mermaids Dream Of

What Is The Price For Your Touch

We'll Decide That For YOU

Fisherman's Woman's Lament

That Time Love Took Off Running On Its Achilles Heels....



It No Longer Surprises Me...

VALENTINE--WITHOUT YOU 2/19/2022

THE HOOVER DAM/NEWLY RE-CONSTRUCTED 2/19/2022

I COULD BECOME SOME KIND OF LUCKY 2/19/2022

HERE WE SIT AT OUR TABLE 2/19/2022

UN-THREAD THE NEEDLE (OF TIME)

THE GLASS BETWEEN MY SELVES

Words Between Edward And Jane

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

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

The Grapes (Lucious Grape/ August 31, 2005

A Girl Always Leaning Forward Looking for A Breeze

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.)

I'd Like To Be Your Shirt (when you wake up in the morning)

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

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did someone try to convince you
your love was not your own
did someone try to bargain with you
and in the bargaining
flatten you
Were your senses blown

what happens
when you allow that
would you allow that

why do you feel erased
the way a side-winding tornado
erases the present and makes it past
like a foundation without a place

like the way peace of mind
leaves the body
when the cancer called grief takes hold

and what about those odd accidents
when a certain sacred synchronicity of flight
brings death to one goose
when the hunter picks the other one out of the sky
why ask why

or how the warmth of a another human being
or a cat
builds up and kindles a fire
until suddenly you're so so cold again

do you remember the story of Jamestown
before the flood that laid waste to her
the demon waters
greedily eating all

yet love still waits patiently
for you to fall


and stubbornly lingers at the precipice
and steals the petals of Spring too soon
how they settle and are scattered like
blood over the ground

why is Spring
not eternal
a fickle season
moving on with the sweet scent of delicate
flowers on a zephyr wind
everything and everyone around
feeling deflated
by the circling of cycles
and wondering when the circle
will come 'round again

within an eternity
is there time enough
and why does my heart fail to understand
how my head
craves input of your collective memory
and I cry out when there is the whispering
of the memory
of when you were here last
and how you might not be here again


This is a work in progress...based on science, real science.
legal copyright for this poem written 2/19/2022 2:45 time and date stamped
and also for this legally copy written and registered site title
Meloo Straight From Her Tilt-a-World

re-edited for clarity and rhythm 2/21/2022 7;30 TIME AND DATE STAMPED....





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