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Tag Archives: Memories
The Original Wild Child
The Original Wild Childby Michael DoyleOver pizza. we swung from vine to vineThese laughing daughters making the timeTo watch a remake of Tarzan this Saturday nightEach smile a moonbeam of their father’s delightWe talk as we watch Africa’s original feral … Continue reading
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Tagged Act, Africa, Argumentation, Behind, Best, Brave, Burroughs, Change, Cheer, Circle, Complicated, Contemplation, Contemptuous, Creativity, Details, Director, Drama, Endless, Expression, Father's Deligh, Father's Delight, Fear, Feral Child, Fierce, Filed, Friendless, Glory, Guard, Heard, Lack of Dignity, Laughing Daughters, Leave, Liberty, Memories, Moonbeam, Nickname, No Matter How Right, Notes, Original, Peace of Mind, Pizza, Poetry and Poems, Reasoning, Regard, Remake, Rules of Civilization, Saturday Night, Slight, Smile, Society, Society's Lions, Story, Tale, Tarzan, The Wild, Thought, Time, Vine To Vine, Waste, Well, Wild Child, Youngest
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In Healing Hymn
In Healing Hymnby Michael DoyleTo be human is to fantasizeMore than can be seen with naked eyesWorried about what ghouls might beAfter death’s last-breath tragedyWe keep our eyes on what is nextAnd all the riddles that do connectCaught in our … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Arrogance, Bittersweet, Blasphemy, Breath, Burn, Bury, Climb, Conceal, Courage, Cure, Death, Desceration, Die, Dream, Endure, Fadeaway, Faithlessness, Fantasize, Flowers, Fluidity, Ghouls, God, Grave, Grow, Heal, Health and Sickness, Heart, Heartbreak, Heaven's Gate, Hesitation, Human, Hymn, Know, Lives, Lullaby, Measure, Memories, Mortal Love, Mountain, Mourn, Mystic, Naked Eyes, Offense, Pockets of Desolation, Poetry and Poems, Pursue, Question, Remembered, Resurrection, Riddles, Sacred Reason, Save, Sin, Sorrow, Sympathy, Timid Souls, Tomorrow, Tragedy, Treasure, Yesterday
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A Gathering of Understanding
In honor of the International Day of the World’s Indigenous PeoplesA Gathering of Understandingby Michael DoyleThe time has come for the Red Nations to riseAgain, and bring healing before the world’s eyesWith promised blessings that will cure the separationsBy and … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Blessings, Crippled Nations, Cure, Darkest Corners, Eyes, Families, First Nations, Gathering, Gifts, Glory, Gratitude, Green, Healing, Hope, Integrity, Intention, Lands, Learn, Light, Linger, Memories, Night, Poetry and Poems, Promise, Reciprocity, Red Nations, Rise, Separation, Sick World, Story, The Creator, The Great Spirit, Time, Tradition, Understanding, World
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Autumn Seen Starkly
Autumn Seen Starklyby Michael DoyleOctober 2nd and the days are wearing thinI suppose it is true that Winter is coming againThis, then, is the truth of Autumn seen starklyAs the days grow shorter and are seen darklyPoetry captures violent moments … Continue reading
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Tagged Air, Amplify, Ancient Lineage, Autumn, Bend, Blessedness, Blossom, Breath, Change, Childhood, Cold, Collect, Creep, Cycles of Life, Dark, Days, Death, Decadence, Deciduous, Everywhere, Flower, Golden, Heartbeats, Hibernate, Hours, Ice, Knew, Love, Memories, Moments, New, Old Lifee, Poetry, Poetry and Poems, Radiance, Reaper, Rearrange, Seep, Simple, Slip, Spin Out, Spring, Stark, Stay, Sunlight, Taces, Thin, Time, Transmute, True Growth, Truth, Universal, Vivid Color, Warnth, Weather, Winter, Wither
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The Black Book Blues
The Black Book Bluesby Michael DoyleA father’s handClutches his son’s bloodMired in the sandClotting in the mudCorruption is as corruption doesSome things never changeIt’s as bad as it ever wasSome things simply rearrangeAn honest man can’t always be niceNot when … Continue reading
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Tagged Bad As It Ever Was, Battles, Black Book, Blues, Broken, Brutal, Burn, Change, Clot, Clown, Corruption, Cost, Danger, Evil, Father's Hand, Good, Grief, Heart, Heartbreak, Hide, Honest Man, Incendiary, Integrity, Lesson, Light, Look, Memories, Mercies, Mercy, Mistake, Mud, None, Nowhere, Pain, Poetry and Poems, Price, Relief, Right, Run, Sand, Shown, Sight, Snare, Son's Blood, Spare, Stranger, Token, Tossed, Truth, Understood, Wink and Nudge, Youth
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Thought For the Day: Our Memories Are Card Indexes Consulted and Then Returned In Disorder By Authorities Whom We Do Not Control
“Our memories are card indexes consulted and then returned in disorder by authorities whom we do not control.” – Cyril Connolly, critic and editor (10 Sep 1903-1974)
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Tagged Authorities, Card Indexes, Consult, Control, Cyril Connolly, Disorder, Memories, Return, Thought For the Day
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Wind River
Wind Riverby Michael DoyleThe honest man finds solaceIn nature’s imperfectionsKnowing that nothing is flawlessHowever far man looks in any directionIn this lies the true beautyFelt as if compelled by dutyWith each passing year in successionMother Nature teaches her lessonsAs a … Continue reading
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Tagged Big City, Blanket, Bled Out, Bruise, Day, Direction, Duty, Felt, Fight Hard, Find, Flawless, Hard Way, Help, Honest Man, Know How, Lesson, Life-Giver, Lose, Memories, Mother Nature, Pass, Passing Year, Poetry and Poems, Slip Away, Snow, Solace, Study, Succession, Tracks, True Beauty, Way, Wind River, Winds, Winter's Snow, Yesterday
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A Pirate Sings In Heaven Tonight
A Pirate Sings In Heaven Tonightby Michael DoyleWasted away again in MargaritavilleYour three-chord songs really fit the billYou got the beach life just rightHitting all the beauties and highlightsAnd there’s a pirate singing in Heaven tonightA pirate saw forty, thirty-five … Continue reading
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Tagged Beach Life, Beauties, Belong, Cheeseburger, Coast, Fading Light, Five O'Clock Somewhere, Flip-Flop, Forty, Gloss, Granted, Heart, Heaven, High Tides, Highlights, Jimmy Buffett, Mai Tais, Margaraville, Memories, Paradise, Parrot, Pirate, Poetry and Poems, Pop-Top, Sing, Son of A Sailor, Songs, Thirty-Five Years, Three-Chord Songs, Toast, Tonight, Wasted Away, Wors
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