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ANOTHER REFRIGERATOR POEM 7/2/2022
His Bitter Chocolate Heart (refrigerator magnet poem)
Home, Ghuey, Sweet Home
I Long For Stars
This Is What Mermaids Dream Of
Each One Of Them Is Accounted For (And Matters)
I'd Like To Be Your Shirt (when you wake up in the morning)
When Mr. Bemish Lost His Last Good Pair of Glasses
Words Between Edward And Jane
After Wide Sargasso Sea
You Do As You Please 8/17/2005 found poem, readjusted 6/20/22
In And In Between The Silence 6/21/2022
That No One But I Will Know (anti-poetry)
Obese Venus
Call It Grace (another Anti-poem)
The Fire Once Within Goes Cold From Lack
WAITING ON THE WORLD (March/February 2021 poetry)
Certainly No Bread 3/16/2022
A SILLY ANTI-POETRY DITTY
Lights Out
Like Books Full Of Stories Stacked Behind Her
If Prejudice Were Dumb And Could Not Speak
Saudade: the feeling of wanting to be near someone who is far and distant
Dr. Frankenstein's Surprise (Re-Galvanized)
The Hope Of All These Things Which Would Never Come In a Box
To Be In The Way
What Is The Price For Your Touch
My Grey Haired Love...La La Lullaby , La La Lullaby My Love
The Dreaming Life ( A Series Of Dream Vignettes)
I LOVE YOU ALWAYS ANYWAY AND INSTEAD
Nothing's Sadder Than A Rose
A Girl Is More Than a Beautiful Box re-edited 10:15pm PST 1/31/22
The Wonder Cat
It No Longer Surprises Me...
So You Do (May 10, 2010 written for June 1987)
Great Big Waterproof World
Words Being Yours...Until The Grave 4/23/2022
A Stranger In a Strange And Angry Land.
HERE WE SIT AT OUR TABLE 2/19/2022
Crimson Lake (From 2008, flashing forward to 2022/April 19)
Make (of) Me A Snow Angel
A Girl Always Leaning Forward Looking for A Breeze
Your Candle Burning In the Wind
We'll Decide That For YOU
That Time Love Took Off Running On Its Achilles Heels....
VALENTINE--WITHOUT YOU 2/19/2022
Where The Dead Don't Mind...
On Sunny Days , As I Pose For The Skies 3/17/2022
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)
Great Spirit
THE GLASS BETWEEN MY SELVES
A Poem From The Dark
The Springtime Shadows Play Games Upon The Wall
I Woke Up /// re-edited 2/2/2022 12:31PM
You Are Not What You Think 3/7/2022 11:56Pm PST
Granddad John James re-edited 10:05Pm 1/31/22
AND THE NIGHT SKY WOULD BECOME BLUE AGAIN
Lull the Day to Night
TAKE YOUR PEN NOW AND SEE WHAT YOU WILL WRITE
HERSTORY...NOT A POEM BUT EXPERIENCE #ONE
The Grapes (Lucious Grape/ August 31, 2005
Fisherman's Woman's Lament
You Taught Me...
Thank You For Being Your Own Treasure
The Man On The Red Bicycle (an ode) RE-EDITED 12/4/2021
At Night, As I Dream of Vampires Who Have No Bad Intentions
Unseen, The Lilacs And The Daffodils
Threading Myself Through The River Called Night
Only The Lonely.... (its not about what you may think...)
The Great Tsunami Of Our Growing Grief written 3/2.2021--retitled 3/14/2021
THE HEART IS AN ORGAN ON FIRE
The Off Brand
They Say The Preying Mantis Is No Lady
Broken Things Are Beautiful
A Language You Can't Ignore.... re-edited 1/12/2022
How Hounds-tooth Became Her Friend
You Can Oh Yes You Can (RE-EDITED 1/9/2021 12:07AM PST time and date stamped.)
The Invitation..( the message of .come as you are>>)
The Nature Of Water
I Saw A Star And Dared to Reach For It
Wishing Them Onto Better Days
THIS IS MY CORNER OF THE UNIVERSE, ENTER WITHIN
Do You Gather Up Your Days The Way Others Collect Wild Butterflies?
Tender Love New And Quick...
The House Is Alive
Little Bundle I Call Joy
the wonder that always shall be...
Have You Ever... (DECEMBER 4/2021)
Still, More Time NOV 6 2021
OUTSIDE-THE CROWS 11/14/2021
If It Does Them Any Good At All 11/16/2021 date/time stamped
Stray Cats and I have an understanding... 11/23/2021 copyright
Cat's Speach
Seize This Day, The One You're With
Only Grief....
Life Among Clouds
OUTER SHELL
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Message: How to begin,eh? I have experienced the same as you with added violence, I have stopped the cycle with my son as hassister. I had coping strategies through the years, a father and a now an ex, wasn't till I saw a TV programme about an ex footballer's history and he was asked, if you could change anything what would it be? He said I would go back to that nine year old and say 'you are stronge you can get through this' That was my own breakdown and realisation that I need not fear anymore, I cried alot after the programme, I'm still reconciling bit with less fear. So I have some empathy with your poem and I stop the cycle.
Date Received: 2022-02-04 01:29:33