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In Moving Pictures
In Moving Picturesby Michael DoyleDrawing on our life’s experienceThere are characters of preference.They serve as molds of imagination.So much of life is pure improvisation.The charm that got us byAs we hustled to give life our try.The shots of the frame-by-frameAre … Continue reading
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Tagged Artistry, Behind, Blow By Blow, Brilliance, Brothers, Brutality, Bullets, Characters, Charm, Chemistry, Cinematic Magic, Dalliance, Deep Dive, Differently, Divine Spark, Draw, Experiment, Fashion of Truth, Feel, Fifty Years, Frame, Friendship, Game, Glory, Grown, Heart, Humility, Hustle, Imagaination, Improvisation, Inspiration, Knights, Known, Life, Life's Experience, Light, Light From Dark, Lights, Love, Mind, Mold, Moving Pictures, Night, Okay, Poetry and Poems, Preference, Pushing Forward, Real, Reverently, Score, Shots, Sin, Sixteen, Spirituality, Story, Switchblade Knife, Visceral, Well, Writing
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Somewhere In Between
Somewhere In Betweenby Michael DoyleThere in the review mirrorWere the lights of my errorNear the end of the driveFeeling more tired than aliveWas knowledge of my mistakeHitting the accelerator, not the brakeAs I did my best to make it homeAnd … Continue reading
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Tagged Abuse, Accelerator, Alive, Alone, Coin Toss, Drive, Error, Excuse, Feeling, Hom, Home Alive, Homeward Bound, In-between, Knowledge, Lights, Miles To Go, Mistake, Nine Hours, Poetry and Poems, Rearview Mirror, Somewhere, Tired, Traffic's Flow, Upper Peninsula
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Thought For the Day: The Lights of Stars That Were Extinguished Ages Ago Still Reach Us
“The lights of stars that were extinguished ages ago still reach us. So it is with great men who died centuries ago, but still reach us with the radiations of their personalities.” – Kahlil Gibran, poet and artist (6 Jan … Continue reading
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Tagged Ages, Great Men, Kahlil Gibran, Lights, Personality, Radiation, Stars, Thought For the Day
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On A Friendship
On A Friendshipby Michael DoyleFriendship is like a storyA melody that catches and belongsThere in the ways of trustIs a love that grows as it mustChildren play at their gamesWe play our own, just the sameBelieving in things hard to … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Believe, Belongs, Better, Carry, Catches, Celebrated, Children, Conceive, Eludes, Eyes, Friendship, Games, Intrudes, Life, Lights, Load, Love, Lve, Melody, Must, Peace, Play, Poetry and Poems, Purgatory Road, Rudeness, Same, Search, Skies, Sparkle, Story, Together, Travel, Trials, Walk, Ways of Trust, World's Wonders
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Lisa (How To Love A New England Girl)
Lisa (How To Love A New England Girl)by Michael DoyleShe was born a New England girlWith dreams of her own and the leaves in a whirlEvery fall, she knew comfort in her seasonAnd he knew that she made sense beyond … Continue reading
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Tagged Beach, Beautiful Name, Best Place, Beyond Reason, Blame, Boston, Coffees, Comfort, Conversations, Cotton Candy, Dreams, Driven, Dunkin Donuts, Embrace, Enjoy, Every Morning, Fall, Fall Foliage, Flowers, Glad To Be Alive, God, Granite Swimming Holes, Hand-In-Hand, Hard to Resist, Hayrides, Heart, Her Ways, Hoome, Hung Out, Incredible Place, Kaleidoscope, Leaves, Lights, Lips, Lisa, Longfellow Serenade, Love, Love Like hers, Love Like That, Love of Music, Miss, Moon, Music, Never Alone, New England Girl, North Beach, North Conway, Overgrown Surfer Boy, Oyster, Plans Made, Poetry and Poems, Posse, Promised, Reach, Red Hair, Sand, Season, Settler's Green, Shade, Shores, Smart Enough, Songs, Sore Thumb, Splinter, Start, Story Land, Summer, Sunrise, Take the Blame, The Wall, Toes, Tourists, Two Hour Drive, Understand, W.C. Handy, Walking, Warm, Warning, Wicked Slippery, Winter, Wintry, Woods, Worth
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What’s Your Story?
What’s Your Story?by Michael DoyleTell me, please, of the gloryThat opens up your storyLeaving behind the ninety-nineFor the inheritance that is mineDoing that riotous livingNeeding more than a little forgivingFeeling more than unworthyBrother, you are no lesser than meAt least, … Continue reading
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Tagged Alibi, Assured, Belief, Brother, Changing Lives, Contemplation, Could Not Keep, Dead Man Walking, Extermity, Faith, Far Country, Feeling, Forgiving, Found, Free, Freed, God Reached Out, God Shaped Vacuum, God's Glory, Goodness, Grace, Grown Dim, His Majesty, In Him, Inheritance, Leaving Behind, Lights, Linger, Living Past Thirty, Living Prayer, Lost Coins, Lost Sheep, Matter of History, Me, Mine, Moments, Need, Ninety-Nine, No Lesser, Open, Overdose, Peace, Plant, Poetry and Poems, Prodigal, Promises, Read, Redemption, Riotous Living, Satan's Snare, Seed, Sins of the Family, Society, Soul, Stand up, Story, Straight Talking, Taken Back, Tell Me, The Father's Glory, The Glory, Thrown Books, Tossed, Unworthy, What's Your Story?, Without A Clue, Words, Worthy, Wouldn't Keep, Wrecking Crew
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Bloated Ramble
Another sort of look at how monsters are just good challenged and not evil… 😉 Bloated Rambleby Michael DoyleHumans fear the hours of the nightAll the darkness and absence of lightAnd all of the sounds that bring human frightSimply because … Continue reading
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Tagged Absence, Among Us, Bloat, Bogeyman, Bright, Challenged, Crackle, Creatures, Dark, Darkness, Devil, Difference, Door, Explore, Fear, Fright, Frighten, Fungus, Hide, Horror Show, Human, Humans, Incivility, Joys, Light, Lights, Me and You, Monsters, Monstrosity, Mutual, Night, Not Evil, Overstatement, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Rainbow, Ramble, Rattle, Rubbing, Shake, Simple, Sound, Sounds, Spell, Squeak, Stone, Superstitious, Talk, Town, True, Truth, Well, Wish, Women, World, Wrong
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Basket Case Blues
Dedicated to many a victim of the music industry who thought themselves gods only to wake up suddenly finding differently… Basket Case Blues by Michael Doyle With your name up in the bright lights Enraptured by a million neon nights … Continue reading
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Tagged Addiction, Alibi, Alone, Amuse, Angel, Arrive, Awoke, Basket Case, Big Lie, Blues, Comfort Zone, Confess, Contortion, Courage, Disgrace, Dreams, Gardens, Gods, Home, Inner Child, Itch, Leather and Lace, Less, Life, Lights, Masterpiece, Million MIles, More, Music Industry, Mystery, Name, Neon Nights, Own, Paper, Photograph, Pliable, Poem, Poetry, Predilection, Real, Rock Bottom, Scarlet, Seems, Social Distortion, Therapy, Unreliable, Victim, Wake Up, World
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