Tag Archives: Charm

In Moving Pictures

In Moving Picturesby Michael DoyleDrawing on our life’s experienceThere are characters of preference.They serve as molds of imagination.So much of life is pure improvisation.The charm that got us byAs we hustled to give life our try.The shots of the frame-by-frameAre … Continue reading

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My Dream Come True

My Dream Come Trueby Michael DoyleAs this evening’s shadows are growing long,There is a feeling inside that grows strong.In the time that I have spent learning about you,It’s the most natural thing for me to do.Dancing with you here in … Continue reading

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The Sweetest Fragrance

The Sweetest Fragranceby Michael DoyleEvery curve, every gleam, every sightHer words were a whisper in the nightCharms awaken my soul as she blazedMy heart on fire, I stood amazedThe depth of her soul was uncharted kindnessIt was crystal clear despite … Continue reading

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Love Is Never So Blind

Love Is Never So Blindby Michael DoyleA good conversation Might lead to devastationIf you don’t play it rightYou can lose love in one nightBoy, what are you trying to proveBy making every wrong moveIt’s not like you don’t knowWhat comes … Continue reading

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Rewarming Miracles On the Street

Rewarming Miracles On the Streetby Michael DoyleI don’t want to seem to be too contraryOr an old-fashioned grump who is orneryBut does it seem creativity is stuck on repeatIs anyone questioning the miracle of any streetHollywood’s latest contributions seem derivative … Continue reading

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Forbidden Fruit

Forbidden Fruitby Michael DoyleLove of witchcraft presents the evidenceThat the ability to influence is no coincidenceAs they open up evil, door by doorAnd find a craven audience wanting moreThe portal to desires some wish to exploreOpen up to all, beginning … Continue reading

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Passing the Ball

Passing the Ballby Michael DoylePassing the ball down the courtMake the basket or adjustThere is only win or not win on that courtMaking it like Muhammed Ali or bustThere are the top-of-the-line schemersTrue shooters and relaying daydreamersLike filthy McNastys claiming … Continue reading

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To the New Sunrise

To the New Sunriseby Michael DoyleHand to heart, heart to handI wish only that you understandThat even if it weren’t for all your charmI would never wish to bring you harmWhen and wherever you may goYou take my care beyond … Continue reading

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Looking For Words

Looking For Wordsby Michael DoyleI see you looking for wordsBut more than the wordsYou want to read the actionsThat bleed like a rose with satisfactionMaking a difference, plain to seeTo live, love, and dream is to beOne with this universal … Continue reading

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Parenting As We Go

Parenting As We Goby Michael DoyleHolding on so tightAs life brings dark and lightParenting the children trusted to usAnd doing our best just becauseGod loves us and we should love one anotherAs we are either serving as father or motherIt’s … Continue reading

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