Tag Archives: Feeling

Na/GloPoWriMo #15: Played Cards

Na/GloPoWriMo #15: Played Cardsby Michael DoyleMaybe it seems insistentTo be so persistentIn finding time an illusionWhile we all seek our absolutionOur veins beg for transfusionCued as it were by life’s confusionDespite being a fancy dancerAnd at moments, a romancerWe all … Continue reading

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Na/GloPoWriMo #9: The Covid Vaccination To Do List

Na/GloPoWriMo #9: The Covid Vaccination To Do Listby Michael DoyleIt’s spreading outAcross this nationI’ve had my doubtsBut, time for the second vaccinationThat then is list oneAnd now that it is doneIt’s time for second upSince I’ve drunk this winning cupAfter … Continue reading

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It’s the Who of Who We’re Supposed To Be

It’s the Who of Who We’re Supposed To Beby Michael DoyleHey now small town ladyYou with your golden heartLet’s slip off to somewhere shadyThat would be so very smartTo find our way to the pine treesWith a picnic basket of … Continue reading

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I, Noelle

I, Noelleby Michael DoyleGrowing up there was nothing as pleasantAs waiting on Christmas Eve for presentsHe was like a lamb to metaphorical slaughterAs I snuck up on my Santa Claus fatherAs his daughter, there was much prideExcept for the part … Continue reading

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In His Blessing

In His Blessingby Michael DoyleKnowing the path of GodAnd finding in it stillnessIn times, it is so oddThere is a thrill in thisWalking from the darkness into lightInto the daylight from the nightWatching every move madeMy strength of faith will … Continue reading

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I’ll Always Take Your Call

I’ll Always Take Your Callby Michael DoyleRipped apart deep inside my DNAFinding the scary part is the last biteWhen suddenly, I run short of what to sayAnd my wildest dreams hold me through the nightSomewhere in the geometry of the … Continue reading

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Story Book Connection

Story Book Connectionby Michael DoyleWe met in a moment of quiet conversationOur talking led to smiles without hesitationAnd with every further touch I now findYou are the one that will never be left behindTo me there never really was a … Continue reading

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With You On This Day’s Journey

With You On This Day’s Journeyby Michael DoyleIf I were to allow myself to dreamAnd then to make it real as it seemsIt would be this dream of me and youWith all the beauty you bring and doTo live a … Continue reading

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Notes That Play

Notes That Playby Michael DoyleThe notes that playRemind us of yesterdayIn happiness and sympathyWe feel this in the melodyThat plays forever in our mindsThe feelings we won’t leave behindEvery second, magic we reliveAll the notes that our hearts giveHeart stops … Continue reading

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Shorebreak Blues

Shorebreak Bluesby Michael DoyleOut there on my hideaway, ride the bayI spend my moments in my casual wayHere to surf not to observe or talkI watch the waves crash on Jackpot RockI feel Autumn come creeping in Dreaming in my … Continue reading

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