Tag Archives: Every Word

You Are My Waking Dream

You’re My Waking Dreamby Michael DoyleMany say that love is a journey.It’s felt that way in my memory.When we met, I knew my destinyWas the love between you and me.Whispers build their own monument,But I know that you are heaven-sent.From … Continue reading

Posted in Poetry and Poems | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

A Living Web

A Living Webby Michael DoyleOur minds have a superpowerIt’s the ability to project beyond the hourWe can be in the future or the pastTemporarily, though, it will not lastLanguage is the mystic secretIt can be soft or hard as concreteOur … Continue reading

Posted in Poetry and Poems | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Selective Slackerism

Selective Slackerismby Michael DoyleWhen every word that has been written and readAnd when every loss has been found in things saidIt comes down to something less than intellectualBetween the discipline and the passing ineffectualWins and losses are shared within life’s … Continue reading

Posted in Poetry and Poems | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Having Heard the Warning

Further reflections on my eldest daughter turning 13: Heaving Heard the Warning by Michael Doyle On Saturday night as I kissed you into sleep There was a part of me that wanted to keep This moment forever as a sacred … Continue reading

Posted in Poetry and Poems | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment