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Tag Archives: Feast
It Feasts On Fear
It Feasts On Fearby Michael DoyleI.Watch for signs of corruption in the morning,In all the troubles that come without warning.American Sign Language signals the meaningOf all the challenges for us human beings.Small towns brush life with their mercy,Sipping whiskey from … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged American Sign Language, Anxiety, Challenges, Drry, Evil, Fear, Feast, Hennessy, Human Bengs, It, Kid, Life, Meaning, Mercy, Narrowly, Night, Poetry and Poems, Pout, Signal, Small Town, Solitude, Trouble, Vice, Warning, Whiskey, Writing
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As the Devil’s Own
As the Devil’s Ownby Michael DoyleOne man views evil with a quiet bemusement.Another sees it as a form of amusement.Neither looks beyond pleasure for purpose.It is not for them to want to be of service.Vampires feed to live and not … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Alone, Amusement, Beast, Bemusement, Bloodlust, Devil's Own, Echo, Evil, Extinct, Feast, Hunt, Instinct, Pleasure, Poetry and Poems, Purpose, Reasons, Season, Service, Vampire
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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
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Best Able, Celebrate, Claustrophobic Proximity, Contemplation, Dead, Dinnertime, Eat, Even Better, Family, Fan, Fare, Feast, Fight, Fires Build, Fuss, Glory, Good As It Gets, Grand, Gratitude, Hold Dear, Instant Complexity, Leave A Mark, Lost, Meat, No Doubt, Poetry and Poems, Polarity, Really Matter, Rhymes, Right Attitnude, Rituals Matter, Shatter, Should Be Near, Silverware, Stolen Land, Story, Table, Thanksgiving, Thanksgiving Together, This Land, Thoughts, Turkey, Vegan, When and Where, Wonder
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In the Heat of August
In the Heat of Augustby Michael DoyleRising temperatures affect the moodWith noisy insects seeming to intrudeSome live to complain line after lineBut I think instead, I’ll make August mineEven a poet or two finds it a povertyThat they cannot enjoy … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Affect, August, Autumn, Blue Moon, Children, Complain, Dreams, Dusk, Embrace, Evening Woods, Explore, Favorite, Feast, Fields of Flowers, Fireflies, Forget, Fruit, Heat, Helen Hunt Jackson, Hours, Intrude, Line After Line, Magic, Mine, Mood, Moon Beams, Nature, Noisy Insects, Poet, Poetry and Poems, Pools, Poverty, Regret, Ripe, Rising Temperatures, Soul, Summer's Last Stand, Sunny Days, Swim, Swimming Holes, Tapestry, Think, Understand, Violets
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Troubled Thoughts In the Night
Troubled Thoughts In the Nightby Michael DoyleLife knows its bestSpoken like a new languageIt’s written in secret alphabetYou can feel its rising heatSomewhere in that middle passageWithout words it reveals its secretA divine messenger singsOn the wind like a ghost … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Belong, Best, Borrowing Troubles, Breath, Burn, Death, Death Stings, Discern, Divine Messenger, Doctors, Emotions, Feast, Ghost Song, Hope, Hopeless, Icy Claws, Immaculate Notions, Language, Life, Lonely Night, Middle Passage, Night, Notes, Passing, Patience, Poetry and Poems, Reveal, Rising Heat, Secret Alphabet, Sequence, Sky, Solomon, Stainless, Starless, Thoughts, Trouble, Troubled, Two, Whisper, Wind, Wisdom
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Lechon Americano
Happy Roast Suckling Pig Day!! Lechon Americano by Michael Romani Sipping down a San Miguel You with your port and ale Thinking back on yesterday So many memories seem throwaway I was three or maybe four And while the Philippines … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems, Uncategorized
Tagged Apple, Baby, Celebration, Center Stage, Chielf, Crisp, Family, Feast, Happy Roast Suckling Pig Day, Hypocrisy, Inspiration, Lechon, Memory, Mouth, Mt Santa Rita, National Dish, Page, Philippines, Photograph, Pig, Poem, Poetry, Roast, San Miguel, Senorita, Taste, Toast, Uneasy, Yesterday
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Dracula’s Bride
Halloween Poem #12: Dracula’s Bride by Michael Romani The master does not want as she has given Feasted into blood, never to be forgiven An eternal kiss shared in the late night As betrayer of truth and hater of light … Continue reading
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Tagged Angel, Betrayer, Blood, Breath, Bride, Burn, Candle, City, Death, Dracula, Eternal, Fate, Feast, Fly, Forgiven, Give, Good, Graveyard, Halloween, Hate, Horror, Kiss, Light, Master, Night, Night Creatures, Photograph, Play, Poem, Poetry, Poison, Pride, Remember, Scorpion, She, Shout, Slay, Soul, Spider, Sting, Truth, Unreason, Voice, Web, Wedding Gift, Wicked, Yesterday
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Thought For the Day: Gratitude Unlocks the Fullness of Life
“Gratitude unlocks the fullness of life. It turns what we have into enough, and more. It turns denial into acceptance, chaos to order, confusion to clarity. It can turn a meal into a feast, a house into a home, a … Continue reading
Posted in Thought For the Day
Tagged Acceptance, Chaos, Clarity, Confusion, Denial, Enough, Feast, Friend, Fullness, Gratitude, Home, House, Life, Meal, Melody Beattie, Order, Stranger, Thought For the Day, Unlock
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A Study On Passover
Some have accused me of being a fool for God…. To them, I reply. Why yes, thank you, I am… but I am your fool. Dedicated to God and to serving my fellow humanity. It matters not how little … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Day, Destination, Donkey, Egypt, Evening, Family, Feast, God, History, Hosanna, King of Kings, Legacy, Memory, Messiah, Mount Olive, Pages, Palm Leaves, Palm Sunday, Passover, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Prophecy, Proverb, Sacred, Sermon on the Mount, Slavery, Study, Talk, Tribulation, Unfold, Unleavened Bread, Walk
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