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Morgan Michaels
Morgan Michaels Poems
| 201. | My Love For You | 6/25/2012 |
| 202. | An Intruder 5 Cont. | 6/26/2012 |
| 203. | An Intruder, Cont, Cont | 7/1/2012 |
| 204. | Keith Haring | 7/5/2012 |
| 205. | Passaggieta | 7/5/2012 |
| 206. | Perugino | 7/9/2012 |
| 207. | From Marian | 7/12/2012 |
| 208. | Life | 7/12/2012 |
| 209. | Fifty Years On: For Bastille Day | 7/14/2012 |
| 210. | Fifty Years On: For Bastille Day 2 | 7/14/2012 |
| 211. | Fifty Years On: For Bastille Day 3 | 7/14/2012 |
| 212. | Haiku102 | 7/15/2012 |
| 213. | Haiku103 | 7/16/2012 |
| 214. | Valse | 7/17/2012 |
| 215. | Tinos | 7/17/2012 |
| 216. | Commonly | 7/17/2012 |
| 217. | Diotima 2 Part One | 7/19/2012 |
| 218. | Haiku104 | 7/20/2012 |
| 219. | The Plants | 7/20/2012 |
| 220. | Haiku105 | 7/21/2012 |
| 221. | Remembering Christmas | 7/22/2012 |
| 222. | Remembering Christmas 2 | 7/22/2012 |
| 223. | Age: A Near-Haiku | 7/25/2012 |
| 224. | Irony | 7/25/2012 |
| 225. | Illusions | 7/25/2012 |
| 226. | Almost An Epitaph | 7/26/2012 |
| 227. | Almost An Epitaph 2 | 7/26/2012 |
| 228. | Almost An Epitaph 3 | 7/26/2012 |
| 229. | Love And Need | 7/26/2012 |
| 230. | Sonnetx | 7/27/2012 |
| 231. | Melai | 7/27/2012 |
| 232. | Haiku106 | 7/27/2012 |
| 233. | Almost An Epitaph 4 | 7/28/2012 |
| 234. | Almost An Epitaph 5 | 7/28/2012 |
| 235. | Almost An Epitaph 6 | 7/28/2012 |
| 236. | Almost An Epitaph 7 | 7/28/2012 |
| 237. | A Jeremiad | 7/29/2012 |
| 238. | In The Museum 2 | 7/31/2012 |
| 239. | Haiku109 | 7/31/2012 |
| 240. | Haiku110 | 7/31/2012 |
Best Poem of Morgan Michaels
Under Heavan
Clouds under heaven fly
Winds over meadow hie
Through kept field and forest wild
Rambles my motherless child.
Leaves along the alley fly
Over the valley ravens cry
Higher than the mountain lies
The land of the heart's desire.
Hesse
Aunt Fritzi I
What she was is not exactly clear
but as often shown resting in an armchair reading the Times,
a journalist, perhaps? the way she looked
she could have been an ex-rockette.
It is natural and understandable
that she kept so firm a rein on Nancy,
her ward, troublesome child,
who lived with her for reasons
