Tag Archives: Memory

Thoughts On Dorian Gray

Thoughts On Dorian Grayby Michael DoyleTextured as it is in prescienceAre those things outside of scienceAmong these is the legend of Dorian GrayOf which there is much yet to sayImages that stick through flesh like a knifeSliced cleanly through the … Continue reading

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Thrown Away

word prompt is Away Thrown Awayby Michael Doyle Times like these are seasonableWhen life itself feels unreasonableWhat I had wanted to be for the betterSomehow fell apart when together Now it seems taking life day by dayAlone with the feelings … Continue reading

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Waters Felt As Wild

Waters Felt As Wildby Michael DoyleLooking to the commons differentlyWe sip at the waters reverentlyWith willows and elms along the banksAs a praying man, I stop to give thanksNo matter how much we pollute the watersTheir resilience slips back dreamilyAs … Continue reading

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In the Bard’s Memory

In the Bard’s Memoryby Michael DoyleThere is something in elevated speechThat touches the depths of our soulsKeeping these words close within reachIs truly something worthy to extolIt’s something far greater than fallacyTo believe that words and phrases hold powerI say … Continue reading

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In the Hateful Wastefulness of Mediocrity

In the Hateful Wastefulness of Mediocrityby Michael DoyleIs it as it seems some kind of conspiracyThis hateful wastefulness of mediocrityClearly, I am not genius quite enoughFor I, in my simplicity, to hazard a bluffThat human nature is an understandingI hold … Continue reading

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Kept In A Hillside Perspective

Kept In A Hillside Perspectiveby Michael DoyleI’ve heard a lot of jokesAbout being close to inbredIt’s the kind of a thingThat rolls around in my headOver and over againPlaying a memory’s allusionAgainst something, I can’t defendAs I have been searching … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: Sometimes You Will Never Know the Value of A Moment Until It Becomes A Memory

“Sometimes you will never know the value of a moment until it becomes a memory.” — Dr. Seuss

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In Getting To Good Days

In Getting To Good Daysby Michael DoyleTaken then in the reflectiveLife is seen in its proper perspectiveWe Find many reasons for gratitudeAnd rightly live with that attitudeNo longer wearing that intended greedBut in realization that God gives what we needIt’s … Continue reading

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Voices Cry

Watched a bit of a show that reminded me of the folks out there who suffer from PTSD.  From that I got this: Voices Cry by Michael Doyle The voices crying into the night Its hard to take this light … Continue reading

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In A Freeze of Time

A little something about taking other people’s photographs: In A Freeze of Time by Michael Doyle A still photograph freezes time Offering its momentary relationship sublime Lasting memories never to be taken back A single shot at stopping time in … Continue reading

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