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Tag Archives: Memories
The Riddle of the Sands
The Riddle of the Sandsby Michael DoyleWith my mind’s last breathI felt myself melt into my death.Reality faded into flowery dimensions,None of which flows with great precision.But the sounds inside were already goneBefore I realized what it was to go … Continue reading
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Tagged Clever, Cold, Death, Dimension, Dreaming, Eyes, Fade, Fingers, Fire, Forever, Fragile Heart, Idenity, Jesus, Know, Last Breath, Laugh, Learn, Liquid Sky, Living, Mars, Memories, Mercury, Mind, Misery, Months, Night, Perception, Poetry and Poems, Precision, Pyschobabble, Reality, Realize, Red Alert, Riddle, Sands, Silence, Sleep, Sound, Spike, Spirit, Starlight, Surreal, Tears, Temple of Wonders, Thought, Trauma, Walk, Waves, Weep, World, Years, Yesterday
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Questioning the Process
Questioning the Processby Michael DoyleIn and out of our lives, we hearThose thoughts around us that persevere.Pushing and prodding us with possibility,And we gravitate toward what has plausibility.There are no promises, only process.We take our nibbles here and there to … Continue reading
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Tagged Action, Best, Deference, Depth, Destination, Document, Dream, Endless Question, Experience, Familiies, Gravitate, Hear, Images, Improvisation, Intention, Jazz, Know, Life, Lives, Love, Memories, Mess, Nibbles, Persevere, Photographs, Plausibility, Pocket, Poetry and Poems, Possibility, Promise, Question, Reach Out, Satisfaction, Syncopation, Test, The Process, Thoughts, Travel, Valid, Voyage
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Time Will Tell
Time Will Tellby Michael DoyleTo begin a familyEven in a place like Tahiti,Is something to approach gently.It will be if it’s meant to be.It was a day like any other,If your day was anotherDay filled with paradise.But if you’re looking … Continue reading
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Tagged Advice, Blossom, Chose, Compromise, Day, Discovery, Door, Family, First Light, Flower, Gently, Grab On Tight, Happen, Heats, Kindness, Know, Life, Love, Love Is Love, Measure, Memories, Night, Own Way, Paradise, Path, Pearls, Poetry and Poems, Recovery, Right, Search, Sigh, Sow, Tahiti, Tell, Time, Treasure, Want
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Damaged Memories of An Indiana Tornado
Damaged Memories of An Indiana Tornadoby Michael DoyleOminous clouds are captured in a photographThat suggests thunderclaps as the Devil’s laughAs lightning strikes down on a Hoosier cornfieldForked-tongued, it speaks of devastation revealedCracked wood is tossed across the creek’s bendAs a … Continue reading
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Tagged Clouds, Cracked Wood, Damaging Winds, Debris, Devastation, Devil's Laugh, Fallen Trees, Flooded Road, Forked-Tongued, Fragments of lives, Hoosier Cornfield, Human Voice, Indiana, Lightning, Long Growl of Wind, Memories, Photograph, Poetry and Poems, Symphony of Survival, Thunder claps, Trapped, Wind
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The Great American Train Song
The Great American Train Songby Michael DoyleSometimes words come out stiltedLeaving heads hung and tiltedListening as the lonesome whistle blowsSuddenly, we’re all raggedy hobosAs we wonder to ourselves where time has goneWasn’t it just yesterday when trains rolled onSomewhere down … Continue reading
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Tagged Blow, Childhood, Coincide, Country, Days of Our Lives, Great Ameridcan, Horizon, Lonesome Whistle, Memories, Outside, Poetry and Poems, Pride, Pushing Our Luck, Raggedy Hobos, Rolled On, Rubber Hoses, Tilted, Time, Tracks, Train Song, Trains, Truck, Wonder, Words, Yesterday, Youth
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Facing Death Boldly
Facing Death Boldlyby Michael DoyleFacing death is one thingWatching the death of your menThat hurts more than anythingIt burns like the second mortal sinCold and hungry in the nightA target was seen in every lightYou never forget the death seenIt … Continue reading
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Tagged Advance, Best Nights, Bold, Breaking Point, Breath, Burn, Cold and Hungry, Death, Dreamless, Emotional Landmines, Face, Forgot, Fought, France, Human Being, Hurt, Images, Inching, Light, Man, Memories, Nivht, Poetry and Poems, Pray, Seamless, Second Mortal Sin, Seen, Target, Tears, Traces, Useless, War, Watch, Your Men
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Crossing Over From Greenpoint
Crossing Over From Greenpointby Michael DoyleMy crossing over from Greenpoint into the cityEvery day was had via subway and was not prettyAnd it was different for a Californian manYet, there was no other way into ManhattanAt least, not that made … Continue reading
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Tagged Bronx Zoo, brooklyn, Buzz, California, Central Park, Complexity, Coney Island, Crossing Over, Ferry, Food After Midnight, Friendliness, Getting Lost, Greenpoint, Horse-Drawn Cariage, Hospitable, Hospital, Hot Dogs, Little Oddessa, Manhattan, Memories, Morning Until Night, Neon Lights, New York City, Open Hearts, Photography, Poetry and Poems, Sights, St. John's, Sublime, Subway, Sunday, Transit System, Travel, Williamsburg
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Pushback On A Throw Away Life
Pushback On A Throw Away Lifeby Michael DoyleWords are frequently flungLike bells that can’t be un-rungThere remains work to be doneWe can’t turn away before it’s wonFor those with caring heartsThis is off to a rough startPeople who deserve next … Continue reading →