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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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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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Christmas Tree Lane

Christmas Tree Laneby Michael DoyleLife can throw its curve ballsYet, still, it is that Christmas callsWith Christmas lights bringing good cheerEven when a little sadness nearsA smile offered over a little wineHelps to smooth the edgy linesBringing joy and times … Continue reading

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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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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

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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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To See the World Again

To See the World Againby Michael DoyleTo see the world through new eyesIt might help me to again realizeThe splendors too often taken for grantedBy those of us whose views are slantedLights like stars seem to aboundAs life loses its … Continue reading

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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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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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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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