Tag Archives: Fit

Where We Might Fit

Where We Might Fitby Michael DoyleWherever we go,However, we might grow,It’s in our soulsLight is accentuated by shadow.The universe invites us to explore,To reach out to find something more.In this, we find an explanation,And sometimes, we happen on new civilizations.Among … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: One Cannot and Must Not Try To Erase the Past Merely Because It Does Not Fit the Present

“One cannot and must not try to erase the past merely because it does not fit the present.” – Golda Meir

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Cowboys and Mustangs

Cowboys and Mustangsby Michael DoyleThe Conquistadors brought horses to these landsBack 500 years ago, as best as I understandNow, thousands are allowed to wander freeCausing irreversible damage to the rangeland countryThe conflict arises over the carrying capacity50,000 horses await adoption … Continue reading

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Fiery Cinders

Fiery Cindersby Michael DoyleHourglass sands spell tales of brutalityWhispering that most pirates keep their humanityThat is until they can only no longer see fitWhich mostly comes down to the matter of profitIn these moments, and when it’s a Hell of … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: Yes’m, Old Friends Is Always the Best, ‘Less You Can Catch A New One That’s Fit To Make An Old One Out of

“Yes’m, old friends is always best, ‘less you can catch a new one that’s fit to make an old one out of.” – Sarah Orne Jewett

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Home Is Felt

Home Is Feltby Michael DoyleBanging on the walls of our spacesChecking the layout of our placesPopping the bottle of our cheerWe’ll find our way to make our thereThe there of our shared creature comfortLearning how we’ll fit and comportSpinning around … Continue reading

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The Something Better

The Something Betterby Michael DoyleWe all need our person we can go toIt’s the heart and soul of me and youSomeone to fit in with who we areThe seventh string on a six-string guitarWe share ourselves molded like clayTo find … Continue reading

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Things Seen In 2023

Things Seen In 2023by Michael DoyleLooking back on what has been 2023There was a lot to know and more to seeAI taught us some about our self-doubtAnd as always, there was a lot to work outEverywhere we looked, there was … Continue reading

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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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A Quiet Reflection On This November Day

A Quiet Reflection On This November Day by Michael Doyle    What is a poem really but to say That love, joy and sorrow come to play In the heart and then inside the mind Until the words burst out … Continue reading

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