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Growing Up In the Tropics
Growing Up in the Tropicsby Michael DoyleAcross the tropics, in early morning,We awaken sleepless, feeling the sunShining like a dreamBe it Cuba, Hawaii, or the PhilippinesThe breeze blows by coollyTurning the wind vanes slowly Dragonflies and butterflies floatOn mica wings … Continue reading
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Tagged All, Answer, Awake, Breeze, Butterflies, Children, Colored Skies, Cuba, Dragon Flies, Dream, Drowsy, Early Morning, Fields, Float, Glaze, Growing Up, Happiness Enough, Hawaii, Hit the Beach, Instinct, Island Time, Mica Wings, Names, New Day, Nourishment, Peaceful Bliss, Pineapple, Poetry and Poems, Rain, Reeds, Rice Paddies, Ride, See, Sleepless, Sleepy Day, Slow, Slow Heat, Sugar Cane, Summer All Year Long, Sun, Sunshine, The Philippines, Tropical Fish, Tropics, Waves, Wind Vanes, Yawn
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Birds Aren’t Real
Birds Aren’t Realby Michael DoyleSpoken with a sense of zealIs the thought, “Birds Aren’t Real”Youth joins together to upendA disturbing sort of the worse trendIn an age of misinformationGen Z links arms across the nationEngaged in a case of absurdismWith … Continue reading
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Tagged Absurdism, Admit, America, Banality, Birds, Birds Aren't Real, Charm, Collaboration, Conspiracy Theory, Construct, Cosplay, Diet, Drone, Engage, Enthusiasm, Fabricate, Falsity, Fiction, Friction, Frustration, Gateway, Gen Z, Good For the Soul, Growing Up, History, Improvement, Internet Age, Irreverence, Laugh, Line, Lunacy, Mad, Madness, McIndoe, Misniformation, Nation, Opportunity, Parody, Poetry and Poems, Pretend, Process, Rabbit Holes, Rage, Real, Reddit, Remote Control, Sadness, Social Media, Social Mirror, Social Movement, Soul, Talk, Theory, Trend, Upend, Viewpoint, Walk, World, Youth, Zeal
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Blind Spots
Blind Spotsby Michael Doyle”What’s my fault” is the starting pointIt is the starting point within meIs it self-centeredness that speaks to pointThat my hurt feelings are more about meIt is the me stuff that raises the defensesAll the selfish desires … Continue reading
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Tagged Address, Defense, Defenses, Disagreement, Distress, Growing Up, Hurting Feelings, Incompatibility, Inflexibility, Objective Standard, Peace, Poetry and Poems, Pretenses, Self-Centeredness, Selfish Desires, Starting Point, What's My Fault?, Wounded Pride
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Thought For the Day: It Hurts My Soul To Hear the Terrible Names That People Call Donald. The Worst One Is ‘Racist’.
“It hurts my soul to hear the terrible names that people call Donald. The worst one is ‘racist.’ I take it as a personal insult that people would think I would have a 37-year friendship with a racist. People who … Continue reading
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Tagged Deep South, Donald Trump, Friendship, Growing Up, Hershel Walker, Hurt, People, Personal Insult, Racist, Soul, Terrible Names, Thought For the Day, Up Close
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Summer, Newport Beach
Na/GloPoWriMo 2019, Day 25 and the challenge is to write a poem that incorporates: Is specific to a season Uses imagery that relates to all five senses (sight, sound, taste, touch, and smell) Includes a rhetorical question, (like Keats’ “where … Continue reading
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Tagged Bain de Soleil, Balboa Pier, Beach House, Breeze, Brothers, Contact High, Cousin, Crab, Crash, Fire Pit, Growing Up, Huntington Beach, Jetty, Ladies, Na/GloPoWriMo, Newport Beach, Ocean, Older, Paddle, Park, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Question, Rock, Saltwater, Season, Sense, Shoreline, St Tropez, Summer, Sunshine, Surf, Talk, Tan, The Zoo, Water, Wave, Young
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To My Youngest On Reaching Nine
To My Youngest On Reaching Nine by Michael Romani To my youngest on reaching age nine What can I say, sweet angel of mine But that I am proud of you each day As I watch you grow up in … Continue reading
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Tagged Age Nine, Angel, Brave, Cheese Cake, Choice, Daughter, Growing Up, Love, Memory, Moments, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Proud, Romance, Strong, Surprise, Thinking Voice, Thoughts, Treasure, Yesterday, Youngest
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ALOHA PROMISES FOREVER 