Tag Archives: Introspection

Happy Lunar New Year!

January 29, 2025, marks the new year for the lunar calendar for China and many other Asian nations. It is also referred to as the Spring Festival. This is the Year of the Snake. We have to love a tradition … Continue reading

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Like Flowers In A Vase

Like Flowers In A Vase (For Joni Mitchell)by Michael DoyleBlonde hair and a long silhouetteA beautiful voice, unforgotten yetLife’s so short and makes us numbBeauty like this is what we becomeA voice for her generationHeld by many with great venerationA … Continue reading

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Growing Our Intimacy

Growing Our Intimacyby Michael DoyleWe have so little time for introspectionAs we approach life with our expectationsSometimes it’s an easy flow of conversationOther times, we’re micro-managing our destinationBeing present and being openly hereIs the experiment of what might disappearAs our … Continue reading

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Funny How Time Slips Away

Funny How Time Slips Awayby Michael DoyleI was thinking just the other dayIsn’t it funny how time slips away?Somewhere between country and rockThere’s need for living by straight talkLife has its beats and tribulationsTimes of sadness and of jubilationsIndulging in … Continue reading

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Self Awareness Penned In Resurrection

Self Awareness Penned In Resurrectionby Michael DoyleA dull cubicle’s existence jabsLeaving the feel of bruising hopelessnessPondering the future’s uncertaintyLife’s lemons squeezed with a twist of darknessIt’s an endlessly looped sense of stuckTrapped inside a mental simulationWith crushing inertia’s dominant luckSetting … Continue reading

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Metrics of Consideration

I believe that one day we will look back at this time of creativity for the human race and see it as a time of near global renaissance.   Metrics of Consideration by Michael Doyle Tickled with the details of … Continue reading

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Connections Made

In looking out toward what others do and say, sometimes I have moments of introspection.  Lately, this has centered and focused on the connections made between a lady I spend hours talking with and feeling so deep.  Not that past … Continue reading

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A Side of Forgiveness

Love, life and laughter all take forgiveness to be best lived. A Side of Forgiveness by Michael Romani She smiles as she whispers Speaking directly as to what occurs To her mind when it listens to her heart About the … Continue reading

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Isn’t That

Trust in the universe, she says.  As if that’s easy? Isn’t That by Michael Romani Well, Isn’t that rude? To find My Attitude Interrupts Your solitude Random In being Blindly Yet, still seeing That the beginning Of contemplation Takes moments … Continue reading

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Is There Hope?

I am feeling down today.  Had way too long of a walk through prairie wildflowers and then woods in a riparian corridor, but, even that hasn’t cheered me up.  Still, it has led another poem at least. Is There Hope? … Continue reading

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