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Seize This Day, The One You're With
Vague Instructions
I Long For Stars
The Loving Art
Soothe (re-edited 1:40Pm 8/17/21 for clarity for me as a five year old)
The Stars Go Out
OUTER SHELL
WAITING ON THE WORLD (March/February 2021 poetry)
The Great Tsunami Of Our Growing Grief written 3/2.2021--retitled 3/14/2021
After Wide Sargasso Sea
Forgive Me (GHUEY-BOY)
Only Grief....
early wake-up conversations...before the coffee's poured
Only The Lonely.... (its not about what you may think...)
Great Spirit
I Came From Water
And The Next, And The Next..... (written directly to page, will return later for edits)
My Truth Is Out There (re-edited for clarity of thought and image later)
The Better Poem
Crimson Crush (Re-edited and Mispellings Corrected 6/11/2021)
The Last Shall be Trace-less 5/25/2021
Beware When The White Night Calls // re-edited 5/25/2020
BUYING LIES 5/22/2021
The Future I'm Caught Up In...RE-EDITED 5/22/2021
IN THE WILDERNESS CALLED YOU
Broken Things Are Beautiful
Cool Pea-Green New Leaves....(Imaginarium)
Sharp Sticks For The Cinderella's
If Prejudice Were Dumb And Could Not Speak
It No Longer Surprises Me...
THE HEART IS AN ORGAN ON FIRE
Odd Things, Odd Thing.....
The Magical Closet( re-edited for clarity of metaphor)
The Legacy List
WE SHARE... march 2021 poetry
This Firestorm Of Dying Lights..
The Threshold To The Other World...(March 2021/Feb 2021)
(MELISSA'S) ALL---TRUE---ISMS....3/3/2021 4:51 pm PACIFIC STANDARD TIME
February 11, 2012 / Today The Storm...
MOLECULES
No Broom Could Chase Me.
Self-Improvementizing....(yes, I made up a new word)
Big Is No Little Adjective. (revised)
The Off Brand
Taking Up Alley Living
YOU DO NOT GROW OLD
Out On The Street
THE MILES THAT ARE LEFT TO GO...
I Need To Fly
Burying the Dark
Judging The Rain
Mister Misbegotten.
The Haircut Thing
The Bare Bones
Lull the Day to Night
Every One of Us Has a Door....
The House Is Alive
THEY NAMED ME ENOUGH
THE CRYPT OF THE KEPT AND THE KEEPER
UNDECIDED
Patch-Worked Trilogy
To Them, I am Dead, I am Dead
Uncovered
Someone Send Out A Search Party
Knock, Then Come Through
Elise, Elise
Great Big Waterproof World
The Blue Buffalo
Little Man Orange--My Mister Peanut Butter Trout
Wisdom of the Infinite
THE STITCH IN THE TELEPHONE WIRES
The Differences
The Springtime Shadows Play Games Upon The Wall
I Turn Forward
The Storm
Prairie Town Progress
Beyond Door Number Three
The Make-Up of Molecules
I Will Return
Marinate On This
A Smattering Of Mattering (How Do You Matter)
Threading Myself Through The River Called Night
And Then It Wasn't Hard To Be Eight Years Old
from the tomb of three days sleeping
So You Do (May 10, 2010 written for June 1987)
Lemonade Days and Rhubarb Pies
Life Among Clouds
HOW
EVENTUALLY...
THERE WILL BE MORE ...
At Night I Dream of Vampires Who Have No Bad Intentions
morning thoughts (begin again)
Human History is Pockmarked With Tragedy
Unseen, The Lilacs And The Daffodils
A Man Of The Clouds
The Cruel In The World (Blue Bag Metaphor)
Somtimes in Surrender
Encounter Before Dawn
Shedding Your Skin
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