Tag Archives: Childhood

The Great American Train Song

The Great American Train Songby Michael DoyleSometimes words come out stiltedLeaving heads hung and tiltedListening as the lonesome whistle blowsSuddenly, we’re all raggedy hobosAs we wonder to ourselves where time has goneWasn’t it just yesterday when trains rolled onSomewhere down … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: I Cannot Think of Any Need In Childhood As Strong As the Need For a Father’s Protection

“I cannot think of any need in childhood as strong as the need for a father’s protection.” – Sigmund Freud

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Thought For the Day: The World Is Full of People Who Have Never, Since Childhood, Met an Open Doorway With an Open Mind

“The world is full of people who have never, since childhood, met an open doorway with an open mind.” – E.B. White

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A New Horizon

A New Horizonby Michael DoyleOpen up your eyes and seeLook into the new horizonThe morning light brings possibilityShining on without corruptionThe purity of this new dayLies in your hands to be madeThe rain may fall along the wayBut don’t hide … Continue reading

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Wandering In the Night

Wandering In the Nightby Michael DoyleWeary souls wandering in the nightIn need of a healing lightWe are not ever truly aloneThanking God, we are not on our ownWe are unburdened from bitternessOur saved souls have felt the tendernessWalking each moment … Continue reading

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Autumn Seen Starkly

Autumn Seen Starklyby Michael DoyleOctober 2nd and the days are wearing thinI suppose it is true that Winter is coming againThis, then, is the truth of Autumn seen starklyAs the days grow shorter and are seen darklyPoetry captures violent moments … Continue reading

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Leather Jacket Nerves

Leather Jacket Nervesby Michael DoyleThere I was bleeding on the insideHidden behind the tall wallThat bears the scars of my prideA worn mask with a hidden callNot quite worn as a poker faceDrifting back in my perilous dazeWe would toughen … Continue reading

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Born In the Rockies (Part III)

Born In the Rockies (Part III)by Michael DoyleAs much as childhood is sweet, it wouldn’t be cleverTo ever believe these days will last foreverThe ending of one relationship spells the start of the newThis is how the grasslands play out … Continue reading

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Born In the Rockies (Part II)

Born In the Rockies (Part II)by Michael DoyleThe backbone of North America stretches for milesBring life across the land with ceaseless smilesFrom shifting sand dunes to deep river valleys it goesFrom the most brilliant stretches of sun to deep shadowsEach … Continue reading

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Love Was There

Love Was Thereby Michael DoyleAlong the country roads of my youthI learned a few jokes and a lot of truthSinging along with the radio showA lot joy there and it continues to flowSo many smiles built on memoryTimes spent with … Continue reading

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