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Home Is Felt
Home Is Feltby Michael DoyleBanging on the walls of our spacesChecking the layout of our placesPopping the bottle of our cheerWe’ll find our way to make our thereThe there of our shared creature comfortLearning how we’ll fit and comportSpinning around … Continue reading
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Tagged Added Splashes, Blend, Bottle, Cheer, Clouds, Coming Together, Creature Comfort, Days Ahead, Done and Said, Dreams, Embraces, Explain, Felt, Filling Our Dreams, Fit, Fit and Comport, Flash, Forever, Forward, Grow, Heads, Home, Home Is Felt, Know, Layout, Life, Light, Live the Love, Memories, One Step At A Time, Peace, Place, Poetry and Poems, Pop, Precision, Proud, Real Life's Paces, Refine Our Graces, Shine On, Sigh, Simple Words, Spaces, Spinning Around, Sublime, Suddenly, There, Thinking Of, Together, Traces, True Love, Vision, Walls, Woman's Touch
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Ode To A Tipsy Fairy
Ode To A Tipsy Fairyby Michael DoyleAfter 40 hours locked inside the slave mindIt will take three pints just to leave it behindAnswers needed can’t be found without right questionsThe urgency felt is constrained by life’s hesitationsFundamentally sought within my … Continue reading
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Tagged Answers, Bath, Behind, Birth, Boots, Bottle, Break of Day, Bright, Cobble Stone, Daughter, Edge, End of Night, Explanation, Fairy, Full Throttle, Glow, Hedges, Hesitation, Laugh, Mettalic Roots, Moive, Morning Light, Mystic Lakes, Ode, Pints, Poetry and Poems, Questions, Reality, Sailing Ships, Sip, Slave Mind, Smile, Splash, Tipsy, World
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Thought For the Day: Be Water, My Friend
“Be like water making its way through cracks. Do not be assertive, but adjust to the object, and you shall find a way around or through it. If nothing within you stays rigid, outward things will disclose themselves.” “Empty your … Continue reading
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Tagged Adjust, Assertive, Be Like Water, Bottle, Bruce Lee, Cracks, Crush, Cup, Disclose, Emtpy, Flow, Formless, Friend, Mind, Rigid, Shapeless, Teapot, Thought For the Day
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Sins of My Father Remembered
Sins of My Father Rememberedby Michael DoyleShadowed in doubtTrapped within rootsOn a planet ringed by orbitalsSeeking, search for any way outLooking for any solution that contributesToward escaping the controlsIn the Hotel NevermoreIs a bottle of tearsFor all the lost waysWatch … Continue reading
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Tagged Ambitions, Atone, Bad, Binary Code, Bottle, Carry, Cashed In, Clickbait, Confide, Core, Days, Debts, Doubt, Dreams, Drop, Emptiness, Empty Years, Escape, Father, Feet, Fit, Good, Gorgonized, Ground, Honor, Horror, Hotel, Hours, Hypnotized, Knowledge, Living, Lost Ways, Moments, My Father's Shoes, Nevermore, Night, Nightmares, Planet, Poetry and Poems, Pours, Promises Made, Purest Love, Remember, Roots, Sarcasm, Screams, Search, Seldom Shared, Shadow, Shot Glass, Sins, Sins of My Father, Snares, Society, Solution, Soul, Stone, Suppressed, Tears, Thoughts, Trapped, Views, Whiskey, Wit
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