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On Finding You Finding You

On Finding You Finding Youby Michael DoyleWithout a snort and very little poutYou said it all when you walked outI’ll say that I admire your integrityAs you work your own path and identityWho is to say what forges a personalityOnly … Continue reading

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Around Every Corner

As I was driving down the eastern terminus of the Old National Road, it occurred to me… Around Every Corner by Michael Doyle Around every corner There is a story Down every street Hiding from its glory Just a bit … Continue reading

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Wild Winds

As mentioned before, it is birthday weekend for a very sweet daughter whose gentle spirit and artistic ways make me a better man in every way.  I am so proud to be her father.  I thought it might be, and … Continue reading

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Ohio River Driven

Poem based on Part I of a scenic drive taken along the Indiana towns along the Ohio River.  Part II will be today, probably. 🙂 Ohio River Driven by Michael Doyle Two hour drive to catch a bit of history … Continue reading

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It’s No Mystery

A thought that occurred to me over and over as I drove through Amish Country yesterday: It’s No Mystery by Michael Doyle Every day that we get to live We have to give what we can give To show that … Continue reading

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Happy Mother’s Day, Too

My ex-wife could never gracefully receive a present.  Not just from me but from our daughters, they tell me.  Still, despite all, there is one gift I would yet give her on this day particularly after the reminders received over … Continue reading

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A New Nation Born Pt II

The American story series continues… A New Nation Born Pt II by Michael Doyle In the haphazard wake of 1776 There were so many constructs to fix The ancients had always taught Only a smallish sized republic should be sought … Continue reading

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God From Machine

We live in interestingly troubled times. God From Machine by Michael Doyle In the spiraled stairs leading to the future Is a universal fate we must embrace and nurture Asking who is worthy to be given and receive The truth … Continue reading

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When It’s Gone

My Plan B poem for the poetry month event.  It wasn’t necessarily meant to be the poem dealing with the passage of time.  But then, as the words flowed, it’s exactly about that isn’t it? When It’s Gone by Michael … Continue reading

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A Parchment To Write On

Today, April 1, 2019, marks the beginning of the annual National/Global Poetry Writing Month.  The first gauntlet flung down is to write a poem based on the idea of making something.  A friend suggested parchment.  This became to me how … Continue reading

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