Tag Archives: Laugh

Mountain Top Revelations

Mountain Top Revelationsby Michael DoyleUnknown mountain tops to exploreIs an answer and a prayer for the moreThat comes from a world knowing lessIs actually more, the function search of a guessAs if there is still a peak yet to existIt … Continue reading

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Ode To A Tipsy Fairy

Ode To A Tipsy Fairyby Michael DoyleAfter 40 hours locked inside the slave mindIt will take three pints just to leave it behindAnswers needed can’t be found without right questionsThe urgency felt is constrained by life’s hesitationsFundamentally sought within my … Continue reading

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Dreams and Voices

Dreams and Voicesby Michael DoyleThe real truth revealed in the nightRevels in its parts brought to lightEven those that sear and hurtBringing the mind in focus, fully alertPretending to give an ounce of careAbout all the divisiveness laid bareIt is … Continue reading

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For Sierra At Age Thirteen

For Sierra At Age Thirteenby Michael DoyleIt seems only yesterdayThat you were a tweenAnd now my youngest princessIs aged perfectly to thirteenThere’s not a single dayThat I will ever forgetThe moments that have passedNor will I ever in any way … Continue reading

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Stirred Up In Recipe

Stirred Up In Recipeby Michael DoyleIt is hard to be ecstaticAbout a man who acts erraticNor is there a thrill in Bernie’s weekendThat gives anyone a reason to pretendThat we have any reason left to be reverentAbout just choosing something … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: Perhaps Travel Cannot Prevent Bigotry, But By Demonstrating That All Peoples Cry, Laugh, Eat, Worry, and Die,…If We Try…We May Even Become Friends

“Perhaps travel cannot prevent bigotry, but by demonstrating that all peoples cry, laugh, eat, worry, and die, it can introduce the idea that if we try and understand each other, we may even become friends.” -Maya Angelou, poet (4 Apr … Continue reading

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Making Moments Memories

Making Moments Memoriesby Michael DoyleIt’s the momentsNot selfies that we needIn these times that aren’t contentBut from these, we can be freedLike mental orgasmsCrept up on with enthusiasmNot the dull day of egoThat add up to practically zeroOne photo after … Continue reading

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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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Thought For the Day: I Am Grateful For What I Am and Have. My Thanksgiving Is Perpetual.

“I am grateful for what I am and have. My thanksgiving is perpetual. It is surprising how contented one can be with nothing definite – only a sense of existence. Well, anything for variety. I am ready to try this … Continue reading

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Michelle’s Poem (A Poem for A Friend)

Michelle’s Poem (A Poem for A Friend)by Michael DoyleShe’s not beyond magicTo believe otherwiseWould be something tragicYou can see it in her eyesShe’s got a laughFor every seasonIn her way of knowingBeyond all reasonIn that sunshine wayShe holds the world … Continue reading

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