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Home, Ghuey, Sweet Home
I Long For Stars
I wonder......
Romance For The Unrefined Mind...
Imperfect
Dog Lives Are Shorter
Now Is My Season
The Metaphor That Keeps On Giving...
A Promise Is
Hunger (Whose Is It?)
In Simpatico
All Beings Considered
Not Mine
Illustration
Hello Grief...
What It Means To Go Missing
This Is Your New Portland Now
Better To Bend Than Be Broken (CHANGE)
For You Who Knows The Rain
Blur
The Seven Billion
Preschool Presence of Mind
Have You Ever Been Blue (self talk of encouragement)
I Talk To A Machine In My Darkness
What Truth There Is When You See It (Maybe I'm A Man...)
transaction and interchange
Throne Of Stars
So You Do (May 10, 2010 written for June 1987)
In The Winter Park
Max on the max
And Even Stars Die
Time Does Not Recognize Me
The Knowledge...
Some Women/Some Woman
Crowded Out
what makes a monster (sympathy for the monster)
Laughing Maid (They Called Me)
Brilliance
Try To Have A Good Night
Boy Restored
If This Is Any Art For Which You Care
I Am Time
Storms
I Feel Fine(r)
Make (of) Me A Snow Angel
The Light Goes On In The Attic (WeAll Have Addictons)
Little Water Bug ( learning the lesson of true pain)
Hope You Enjoyed The Eclipse While It Lasted
Written For My Father Who Isn't Here To Know
Snow Is A Softening Of The Rain
And With Words I Let Them Go
Useless (Eaters)
Used to Think I Could Fix Them.
Sometimes Love Comes With Electricity
Into The Swirling Sea Of White.
Life's A Candle
Malla Batsick
(A Prayer of Intercession--Brief Joy)
Not For The Bloom of Tears Cultivated These Last 100 Years
Love A Cat
Cuba Libre
Your Next New Dying Black Swan
Mrs. Stine, Isn't It Time?
Woman Of A Certain Age
Fragile Shell Of Morning
The Times Have Come Back Of Great Want And Lack, This Is The New Great Depression
Disappear
A Little Bit of Harlem in Your Life
why We celebrate the losers
Sometimes I Hear Him
When He Returns From The Road
Not A Good-bye Day (For Our Ghuey)
July's Message
The Crow Is A Songbird
Counting The Long Days, Tilling The Greens
All Tarted Up
the brand of disappointment
Flashes, Glimpses, Moments, Time
Some Will
Coming Off Small
Please Don't Bring Me Flowers
No Woman's Friend
not the story of my youth
She Is My Friend
Every Time I Listen To the Wind.
If I Were Your Island....
I Am....( a keen observation )
Need You (note of encouragement to self)
I Travel Every Time I Think Of You
The Un-Promised Land
Poem Untitled, But, If Not For You
(You're) Still Here
As Sick As My Secrets
From The Desert
He's There
Then The Little Silver Fish Came
I Keep My Ray Bans Handy
Some Meaningful Proof For A Hopeful Dreamer's Eyes
You Are Not My Audience, I Just Borrowed You For Awhile
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Message: Thank you for your kind words regarding my poem Death By Any Other Name.
Date Received: 2018-02-12 03:52:42