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The Accidents of Love

The Accidents of Loveby Michael DoyleLife is short and fleeting.It leads to accidental meetings,Some that can be meaningful in strideIf we do our best not to hideThe willingness to try To say hello or smile in reply.It turns out strangers … Continue reading

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Quenching the Fires of Los Angeles

Quenching the Fires of Los Angelesby Michael DoyleI saw a wise old hippy on the stageSinging about clouds as she turned the pageStaring out with love at the approach of deathShe sang her heart to her last breathIt seemed like … Continue reading

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About A Death

About A Deathby Michael DoyleToday, I watched a show about deathI have to admit, it took away my breathAs I try to write this bit of poetryIt’s weird to think how much it’s hitting meIt’s hard to write with tears … Continue reading

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On Hunt For the Moments

On Hunt For the Momentsby Michael DoyleIn my life’s recent historyI have written tons of poetryIn happiness and in tormentI find myself on the hunt for momentsWith x-ray eyes for what is rightI approach the world in second sightFor the … Continue reading

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One True Love

One True Loveby Michael DoyleIn understanding your painIt makes it quite plainYou are all that means anything to meThe worthy answer to my questions for meYou fill up my mindLike nothing else I findThese are the secrets we revealFeeling like … Continue reading

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Nine Lives

Nine Livesby Michael DoyleIt wasn’t exactly love at first biteBut it took an encouraging inviteShe wanted a man who loved her brainAt long last, the search wasn’t in vainIt was a love affair made for a fewIt was time to … Continue reading

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To Touch Your Shadow

To Touch Your Shadowby Michael DoyleThrough physical, we find affirmationIn this, we have signaled confirmationWrapped in layers of living securityOur love makes our sense of libertyThese are the rules we agreeably play byFinding our truths by which we’ll stay byWe … Continue reading

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Nature and Dignity Earned

Nature and Dignity Earnedby Michael DoyleThere’s a quiet in natureThat you won’t find in the cityIt helps you to think and matureLearning what is and isn’t prettyThis is especially true of the soulAs you learn the value of self-controlBeing where … Continue reading

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To Raise Godly Children

To Raise Godly Childrenby Michael DoyleTime travels as shadows grow longerAnd the need to be wiser is strongerI look on my children and hope the bestI look for answers that might pass the testAs we raise our children for successIt’s … Continue reading

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To Find That One Person

To Find That One Personby Michael DoyleTo find that person in life’s journeyIs instrumental to being happyWith each touch and every kissI know now how much I would truly missIf ever I should not have foundIn this world where no … Continue reading

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