Tag Archives: Confessional

Dollar Days

Dollar Daysby Michael DoyleHere in the noonday’s faded hazeStuck in the cheap seats of dollar daysDaydreams wear a sense of modestyThat sneaks in past our integrityThere are poems written as confessionalAt the realization that no one is specialNo more special … Continue reading

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Ruined Absolution

This poem was meant for December 19, 2019.  This is, among other observances, National Emo Day.. So Happy that… In my own confessional, I am struggling a bit these last few days with my upcoming birthday, Christmas almost here and … Continue reading

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