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A Sense of Loneliness

A Sense of Lonelinessby Michael DoyleThe strange new thoughts are invasive.The changes to what life is are pervasive.One must be careful out on the street,Especially of who one decides to eat,To keep things in the superlative, One must never eat … Continue reading

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Our Valentine’s Biggest Mistake

Our Valentine’s Biggest Mistakeby Michael DoyleAs we lay around our houses like cantankerous catsIn the cold winter months, it’s easy to gain fatEach of us finding refrigerated delicacies late nightEntertained as we snuggle by the television lightIn our January resolutions … Continue reading

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Thanksgiving Contemplation

Thanksgiving Contemplationby Michael DoyleDig up the extra silverwareIt’s the time to take careAs we feast on our fareAnd forget the when and whereA claustrophobic proximityAdds to the instant complexityAs we fight over dinnertimeAnd what exactly rhymesWith the thoughts of gratitudeAs … Continue reading

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An Appetite With Explanation

An Appetite With Explanationby Michael DoyleIn all the new world that I’m constantly meetingI have an appetite for all I see as if eatingA plate of works that bring me inspirationWith a flick of the internet, I find aspirationsThat may … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: Now I See the Secret of the Making of the Best Persons. It Is To Grow In the Open Air and to Eat and Sleep With the Earth

“Now I see the secret of the making of the best persons. It is to grow in the open air and to eat and sleep with the earth.” – Walt Whitman, poet (31 May 1819-1892)

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Thought For the Day: I Have Never Thought Much of the Courage of A Lion Tamer. Inside the Cage He Is At Least Safe From Other Men

“I have never thought much of the courage of a lion tamer. Inside the cage he is at least safe from other men. There is not much harm in a lion. He has no ideals, no religion, no politics, no … Continue reading

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First Principles: It Is the Manners and Spirit of A People Which Preserve A Republic In Vigor

“It is the manners and spirit of a people which preserve a republic in vigor. A degeneracy in these is a canker which soon eats to the heart of its laws and constitution.” – Thomas Jefferson (1781)      

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Depths of Despair

How much sadness can one little girl’s heart hold?  More than the number of angels that can dance on the head of an infinite pinhead. Depths of Despair by Michael Doyle In the depths of despair Her life out of … Continue reading

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A Life In Size

The saga of Dracula continues: A Life In Size by Michael Doyle In the dark castle hangs her face A painting of the sunlight he once embraced Hidden within were passages of a maze Guarded from the sun that continues … Continue reading

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Fruit of Devine

There are many theories on what the forbidden fruit might have been.  On the 24th day of NaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo 2020, the optional prompt is to write about a particular fruit of our choice. Fruit of Devine by Michael Doyle Of every … Continue reading

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