Tag Archives: Every Note

I Am More Than

I Am More Thanby Michael DoyleSomewhere beneath the scratches and dust Is the man who has survived life’s bust.Though sometimes coiled up and hissing,I am well aware of the things I’m missing.I am more than this collection of bones.I know … Continue reading

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When Rock Went To School

When Rock Went To Schoolby Michael DoyleSometimes there is thunder in a perfect mind.There in that place we have left behind.We wonder why it is that we all can’t walk away.We’re still mesmerized by the songs they used to play.Every … Continue reading

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A Little Bit Country

A Little Bit Countryby Michael DoyleRolling down the back roadGoing places, I’ve been toldHold to the roots of this nationBeyond the small towns lay my destinationMom-and-pop stores dotting the placesFinding myself in these pleasant tracesI found myself looking easy halfway … Continue reading

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