Tag Archives: Gray

Moonbow Symphony

Moonbow Symphonyby Michael DoyleMy daughters and I are proneTo take all-day drivesPreferably together, not aloneTo feel the peace of being aliveLast weekend, early on SaturdayOur packed-up SUV got underwayThe goal was to see the MoonbowTo Cumberland Falls, we would goLexington … Continue reading

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Don’t Play With Fire In the Dark

Don’t Play With Fire In the Darkby Michael Doyle The edge of the cliff beckons meWhispering my name dangerouslyIs it taunting the edgeOf a lonely soul on the ledge A reasoned soul knows its contextWhen all the dots fail to … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: I Don’t Care If Monday’s Blue, Tuesday’s Gray and Wednesday Too. Thursday I Don’t Care About You, It’s Friday I’m In Love

“I don’t care if Monday’s blue, Tuesdays gray and Wednesday too. Thursday I don’t care about you, it’s Friday I’m in love.” – The Cure

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Wishes of Gray (Thoughts On My Birthday)

Wishes of Gray (Thoughts On My Birthday)by Michael DoyleIn all of my wishes of grayToday is just another dayI’m another year olderBut no less the bolderCreated in my confessionIs my long ago connectionThat I’ll never be older than I feelWith … Continue reading

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Back Chat of Eternal Insomnia

So many of us spend countless hours into the we hours of the night staving off the limited hours until the morning light.  Insomnia and its accompanying sleep exhaustion have claimed many of us and leading into less good than … Continue reading

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On An Ancient Pathway

Today is the last day of NaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo 2020!  30 days of poetry.  Congratulations to my traveling companions through this journey who stuck with all of this.   They tell me it’s really something to write 30 days of poems.  I … Continue reading

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Graveled Voice

I was thinking the other day about another poet not so long ago another poet that I respect telling someone else that my shorter poems are more like rock lyrics.  That probably comes as somewhat of a surprise to some.  … Continue reading

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A Vancouverite Current

The Na/GloPoWriM0 Day 15 challenge is to provide a Robert Brown or Shakespearian styled monologue sort of a poem.  I opted for a redo on Hamlet’s  “To Be or Not To Be” monologue. Kind of.. I opted for happy thoughts not … Continue reading

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Chinook of the North

My apologies for falling asleep before writing the poem for yesterday’s challenge.    The challenge for Na/GloPoWriMo  Day 10 is to write a poem that references a local weather term.  After some thought and discussion, I have chose a type … Continue reading

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First Reasons Lost

What becomes of our individual worlds when our first reasons are lost? First Reasons Lost by Michael Romani First reasons have been lost And with that loss comes a cost The giving up when it becomes Too much to be … Continue reading

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