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Life Out of Balance
Life Out of Balanceby Michael DoyleThe specter of death springs forth with its talonsAs we seek to live lives far too far out balanceCertain as we can be with any semblance of certitudeThat we are striving to have just the … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Alive, Bended Knee, Bluff, Certitude, Contrary, Death, Familiar, Hands, Life, Living Years, Love of God, Necessary, Need, Out of Balance, Poetry and Poems, Rearrange, Recharge, Right Attitude, Rush, Seed, Talons, Tears, Thrive, Zenith
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Have A Blessed and Merry Christmas One and All!
Though it isn’t a white one And it seems it’s all been done Today is Christmas Day May it be blessed in every way! Let us never forget the holy reason That stands behind the season And keep our blessings … Continue reading
Posted in Thought For the Day
Tagged Before, Behind, Blessed, Blessings, Chase, Christmas Day, Done, Door, Embrace, Every Way, Familiar, Felt, Friends, Grace, Heart, Holy Reason, Merry Christmas, Mind, Never Forget, Relations, Remember, Season, Thought For the Day, Troubles, Welcome, White
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Na/GloPoWriMo #18: “I Began My Life…”
Na/GloPoWriMo #18: “I Began My Life…” by Michael Doyle Grabbing this pony by the bridle Chapters do not really need a title That seems wisest, he quietly said And yet that’s not the task, replied his head So alright, as … Continue reading
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Tagged Attempts, Borrow This, Bridle, Chapters, Clever, Collection, David Copperfield, Doubt, Drink, End, Fall On Deaf Ears, Familiar, Friend, Good One, Head, Hint, I Began My Life, I Don't Like It, Instead, Lost, Manage, Meager Musings, My Mind, Na/GloPoWriMo, Nobility, Of My Own Account, Poetry, Poetry and Poems, Pony, Poor David, Quiet, Rational Thought, Reply, Sake, Shut, Simplicity, Sipping, Task, Think, Think of Me, Those Sought, Title, Tremendous Phrases, Wise, Wonder What It's About, Wondered, Yield
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In the Precedent of 2020
In the Precedent of 2020by Michael DoyleThere is something setQuietly there in the precedentAn unlikely principle we forgetThat we’d not be without accidentWho it is that we are todayI hope that’s not too flippant to sayThat despite our efforts to … Continue reading
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Tagged 2020, Acceptance, Accident, Afraid, Answers, Beautiful, Beyond Cure, Border, Cherry Pick, Come and Go, Conceal, Contagion, Contemporary, Contrary, Converse, Crumble, Dare Not, Deinfe, Detail, Doctors, Efforts, End, Enforced Isolation, Familiar, Family Tree, Fantastic, Fealty, Find Our Way To Right, Flippant, Forget, Heads In Books, Heal, Impure, Ingredients, Intimacy, Itch, Light, Madness, Minds, Necessary, Noise, Notes In Bottle, Obsessive Order, One Another, Out of Order, Pan Flute, Patience of A Saint, Photograph, Pledge, Poem, Poetry, Popping Pills, Precedent, Quiet, Reality, Reverse, Sanity, Scratch, Send, Set, Sheer Edge, Still, Storms, Straighten, Sympathy, Tea, Teach, Today, Tragedy, Tremble, True, Unlikely Principle, Unpredictability, Whisper, Wind, Window Shopping, Wish, World, Wrong
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In Reverence For Life
In Reverence For Lifeby Michael DoyleFrom out of his humble life and thoughtA reverence for all life was truly soughtDoing his duty to a higher authoritySeeking the best for all of sacred humanityThe human spirit displayed at its bestWhen it … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged 20th Century, Adversity, Albert Schweitzer, All of Life, All Things Have A Purpose, Approach, Awe, Bach, Betrayal, Big Business, Church, Civilization, Complete Obedience, Cultivation, Death, Deference, Devastation, Discern, Distinct, Divine, Duty, End of Days, Eschatology, Fails, Familiar, Free Conscience, French, Future, Gentleman, German, Global Security, Golden Rule, Heed, Higher Authority, History, Human Spirit, Humanity, Humble, International Friendship Day, Jesus, Life, Love, Mankind, Material Prosperity, Medical Missionary, Music, Need, Nuclear Blast, Nuclear Bomb, Overpowering, Peace, Photograph, Pity, Poem, Poetry, Pretense, Promises of Prosperity, Recall, Respect, Reverence, Right, Right Intention, Sacred, Savage War, Scholar, Seek, Tears, Technology, Test, Theology, Thought, Tremble, True Divinity, Vanity, War's End, World War I, World War Two
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A Vacation In the Reflective
A Vacation In the Reflectiveby Michael DoyleIt seems to me that there’s one thingCovid has brought and its the thrivingThat comes in knowing it’s not really destinationGiving us the best of our family vacationIt does not hurt in thinking locationBut, … Continue reading
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Tagged Ambience, Architecture, Beauty, Billion, Blown Ego, Candid, Catch the Light, Collect, Contrast, Covid, Creative, Curves, Dawn, Day, Death's Embrace, Destination, Difference, Differently, Dignity, Dingy, Draw, Early To rise, Edges, Eloquent, Exact, Familiar, Family, Family Vacation, Feel, Floor, Focus, Found, Grey, Handholding, Highest Degree, Hurt, Images, Inside, Intimacy, Intricate, Just Right, Know, Lattice, Life, Linger, Location, Lunacy, Making the Best, Marble, Measuring Ages, Moments, Mt. Rushmore, New Angle, Opportunity, Perspective, Photo, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Potential, Real, Reflect, Remind, Restrict, Reverence, Said, Seems, Share, Situation, Sky, Snapshot, Spin, Standard Image, Statue of Liberty, Stiff As A Board, Surprise, Texture, Thoughtful Expression, Thrive, Too Big, Top Down View, Trip of the Shutter, Twilight, Vacation, Visual, Whole Other World, World, Wounded Pride
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Tavern Dice
Much of life is lived as though on a roll of the dice. Game of chance and circumstance lived with our best intentions. Tavern Dice by Michael Doyle With a roll of dice A gamble is made For something nice … Continue reading
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Tagged Afraid, After, Best Intentions, Broken Melody, Circumstance, Crookedly Weighted, Dare, Deception, Dice, Die, Discard, Evil, Familiar, Fix, Gamble Made, Game of Chance, Laughter, Lies, Life, Lived, Minstel, Name of Heaven, Nice, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Ramble, Roll of the Dice, Same, Score, Seven, Snake Eyes, Tavern, This Game, You and Me
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She Seemed Familiar
The challenge was to write a poem similar to a haiku that had an element of irony. What in life these days is not ironic? She Seemed Familiar by Michael Doyle She seemed familiar Until we started talking We … Continue reading
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