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These Are the Days of Us

Dedicated to my youngest daughter who I very dearly love and very nearly lost two years ago today… These Are the Days of Usby Michael DoyleThese are the days of usI learned this from a childWho gave this wisdom becauseThis … Continue reading

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Falling In the Darkness

Falling In the Darknessby Michael DoyleWhatever your beliefI do not mean you griefPlease don’t be annoyedWhen I explain about the voidThat some see and believeBecause it is what they conceiveBetween God and brother manThat confuses us when it canSome react … Continue reading

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To Find A Friend

The world is a sometimes scary place, particularly when it comes to the heart, isn’t it? To Find A Friend by Michael Doyle To find a friend In this friendless world Toward this end I lay fetal and curled Is … Continue reading

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Glass Onion Reality

How many layers of conjecture do we need to peel back to find true reality?  Is it even possible for us to comprehend? https://flic.kr/p/qowcXW Glass Onion Reality by Michael Doyle All things, all times, all places Bear the burden across … Continue reading

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