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A NOT-S0-SILLY ANTI-POETRY DITTY

In And In Between The Silence 6/21/2022

Not Alone In the Darkness (As I Once Thought I Was)

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)

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)

HERE WE SIT AT OUR TABLE 2/19/2022

To Be In The Way

For My Brother T. J. ( 7/15/2022)

That Once Respite Cave

Dr. Frankenstein's Surprise (Re-Galvanized)

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

Summer Storms / Electric Monsters

Your Candle Burning In the Wind

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

You Are Not What You Think 3/7/2022 11:56Pm PST

We'll Decide That For YOU

Fisherman's Woman's Lament

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

VALENTINE--WITHOUT YOU 2/19/2022

His Bitter Chocolate Heart (refrigerator magnet poem)

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

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

UN-THREAD THE NEEDLE (OF TIME)

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

THE GLASS BETWEEN MY SELVES

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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.)


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AND ALSO FOR THIS WRITER/POET/AUTHOR MELISSA A. HOWELLS
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