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The Great Tsunami Of Our Growing Grief written 3/2.2021--retitled 3/14/2021

This Is What Mermaids Dream Of

Words Between Edward And Jane

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

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



When Mr. Bemish Lost His Last Good Pair of Glasses

If Prejudice Were Dumb And Could Not Speak

THE COOL TILES BENEATH MY FEET REMIND ME

CHRONICLER OF DREAMS

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

Certainly No Bread 3/16/2022

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

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

THE HEART IS AN ORGAN ON FIRE

A Girl Always Leaning Forward Looking for A Breeze

Entanglements

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

Appetites

How I Still Love You

Miss Tilt-a-World@

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

ANOTHER REFRIGERATOR POEM 7/2/2022

What Is The Price For Your Touch

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To Be In The Way


birds fly often
whenever they chose
choice being their prerogative
and impulse

imagine
being able NOT
to think
and then doing something
remarkable
with muscle memory
and instinct

I'd like to fly
as birds do
without thought
simply pure impulse
to be able to get out of the way
when you are in the way

how grand
to take your leave
without words
or ceremony

and then not be required
to supply an excuse
or an apology

none of this:
"I'm so sorry
I was in the way..."

Instead:
telling  my wings
"Lift me up and take me away
see how I fly..."

instead,
its the muscle-thought applied
directly to my wings
and then
see how I fly...

off to another place where I can land
I've so many choices
without having to chose
no homing pigeon
with so much to lose

flying off...
is magical thinking in real time

always on the move
forever leaving
with no knots that bind

just fly fly fly
from expectations
accusing eyes
relief from the belief of a need
to apologize
for being as I am

a wreck
in need of fixing

Give me my wings
again,
I' no longer want to be
in the way

(I think I understand,
now,
why some think they can't stay and then
fly fly away.
Its easy--- way too easy.)


LEGAL COPYRIGHT FOR THIS POEM 7:22 AM PST 5/30/2022
AND ALSO FOR THIS WRITER/POET/AUTHOR MELISSA A. HOWELLS
AND ALSO FOR THIS LEGALLY COPYRIGHTED AND LEGALLY REGISTERED SITE TITLE
MELOO STRAIGHT FROM HER TILT-A-WORLD





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