Tag Archives: Cliche

Wounded Bluntness

Wounded Bluntnessby Michael DoyleIt seems cliché, by revealing,When we talk about our covert feelings,That even writers aren’t sure what’s good.It’s well enough hoping to be understood.The personal is what others find compelling.Otherwise, just what is it that you’re revealing?That is, … Continue reading

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Love and Mercy On A Summer’s Day

Love and Mercy On Summer’s Dayby Michael DoyleIn these lean times of heroes and villains foundOn the dirty streets of LA traveled around,He fell into the cliche of cause and correlation.Addiction to unheard sounds became an attraction.There inside the labyrinth … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: If You’re Rooting Against the President, You Are Rooting Against the Nation. And I’m Not Going To Be Where I Want A President To Fail. So, Country First

“If you’re rooting against the president, you are rooting against the nation. And I’m not ever going to be where I want a president to fail. So, country first. I know that’s become maybe like a cliche, but it happens … Continue reading

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Science Fiction and Frankenstein’s Creature

Science Fiction and Frankenstein’s Creatureby Michael DoyleThough literary snobs can find it less than delectableScience Fiction has grown up as quiet respectableSnobbery has ever been fashionable even at HalloweenStill science fiction’s limitations certainly don’t meanThat there is nothing really scary … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: Too Often We Enjoy the Comfort of Opinion Without the Discomfort of Thought

“Too often we enjoy the comfort of opinion without the discomfort of thought.” – John F. Kennedy

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Awed By Living

Life is for the living.  Let’s do it well! Awed By Living by Michael Doyle Counting the things of needed gratitude Instead of too often taking an attitude At and of those things of circumstance Forgetting to realize each moment’s … Continue reading

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Words To Feeling

These days with so many choices out there, it seems an endless spiral of restless hearts.  Here’s to those whose hearts have found their home.   I see it in a plethora of friends who have now been married a … Continue reading

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Uncured Affliction

Mona Lisa smiled, but, why? Uncured Affliction by Michael Romani One voice whispers in the darkness Different than others given to harshness Times remembered; meeting eye to eye With the kind of truth, you cannot deny Doctor won’t you cure … Continue reading

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Morning Dew

Morning Dew by Michael Romani She smiled as she sweetly told me Telling me, it wasn’t to scold me That there is a sad sense of cliché In nearly every thing that I say I smiled back that there was … Continue reading

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Na/GloPoWriMo Day 13: In A New Day’s Saying

The Na/GloPoWriMo Day 13 challenge is to stand clichés on their heads and still make poetry out of the mess.   In A New Day’s Saying by Michael Romani Like an old man in the well conformed barrens He was beginning … Continue reading

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