Marion Michaels Poems

(In Best Poems of 1998) Red, yellow leaves turned ashen gray
On that bright October day.
Will cold winds blow more, snow more, no more
Dancing Leaves?
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(A sampling of an NLP Editor's Choice Award winner.
Entire poem in In the Morning Sky.) Freaky little noises in the middle of the night,
Squeaky little voices when you're home all alone,
Freaky little noises can chill your toes with fright
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