Morgan Michaels


Morgan Michaels Poems

781. A Steeplechase ll 10/18/2012
782. A Steeplechase l 10/18/2012
783. A Sonnet Fashioned Old 11/1/2012
784. A Sonnet 5/14/2012
785. A Song 11/29/2012
786. A Snippet 10/15/2012
787. A Simple Awakening 4/20/2012
788. A Roo' 3/17/2012
789. A Paradox 9/30/2013
790. A Painting by Titian (exerpt) 2/20/2013
791. A Near-Drowning 6/23/2012
792. A Morning 9/4/2013
793. A Mistake 7/24/2014
794. A Long Time Ago. 9/12/2013
795. A Long Time Ago II 9/12/2013
796. A Jeremiad 2 8/1/2012
797. A Jeremiad 7/29/2012
798. A Japanese Haiku In Phonics With Translation 5/9/2013
799. A Hoku Threne 5/22/2013
800. A History Of The Ancient World 9/20/2014

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Thinking about it, he decided most worry was underwater. You may not see it, but it can stove your boat, even when you think you're floating clear. He would see Julia later that evening, with Miriam.
They were buddies from childhood and had a functional, dignified friendship. Each thought her husband wilder than was good, and each kept the other informed of her spouse's doings, as far as possible.
Each had a secret she kept hidden that the other guessed anyway. Julia had an excellent job with

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