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


behind the clouds
hide blue skies
and on the windshield
are the long pulled tails
of raindrops
looking like the abbreviated journeys
of common snails.


I can think like that;
clouded and dark
and seemingly unable to acknowledge
the sun
and how it rises and shines somewhere
each and every day.


I've made the mistake
of seeing my daily steps through life
as plodding and routine,
not taking into account
whose paths I've crossed and
in doing so, perhaps, changed the course
of those paths.

this is my wish for you
(take what suits you...)
whatever path you choose, my love,
whatever sky you walk under
may your path be long
knowing that somewhere above you
the sky
(your sky)
will always be a very deep, deep blue.


Comment: Sometimes I tire of the feedback format here.
Folks tend to interpret a writer's poem from their own
vantage point and life experience. Often, though, something
written so simply, is far from simplistic. This is far deeper
than the simplicity of its language. Those who see and interpret
and read this...I more than appreciate you. Summing someone's poetry
with a simple "good, excellent etc...isn't the purpose of giving feedback
its sharing, when you can, your support of the artist's word choice
giving constructive criticism...and if you find a message or idea
that makes an impression on you, then say something!!!  Good/excellent
etc is your opinon only and fails to convey/say much other than somethig about you.
I learned this from my friends here, Yirrpa, Geisha, Ramona and many others...
I hope you do as well. This is my hopefully constructive feedback.

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