Morgan Michaels Poems
|1282.||Yin And Yang||7/14/2013|
|1283.||Yin And Yang Ii||7/14/2013|
|1284.||You Better Be Bad When You'Re Young||8/20/2013|
|1285.||Young And Now||9/18/2015|
Comments about Morgan Michaels
The shade of a bird
flew through my head
and like a needle
drew on its tail
a diamond wake
that woke my fancys'
The shade is flown,
the wake is closed,
the Fancy, too,
You too, rich enabler, have slid into the gray of memory
with no captions and no forwarding address
convincing us that most lives lived before the fall of such
are mere decorations of themselves and therefore waste;
that only in life lived 'round the corner, in vacuity,
is truth, (always what we define it) makeable, so valid,
anyway, and truly affordable.
Still and all, of legacies chary, we've got to pay the bills.
We are well-worn trails, drinking small, Dutch beers from