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Tag Archives: Miles
Dancing Shoes
Dancing Shoesby Michael DoyleChristmas brings back faded memories,Mostly of how we love our family.The thing is that most of mine are dead,And still there is what needs to be said.I gather myself by the gravestone,Self-aware that I’m on my own.Thinking … Continue reading
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Tagged Alibis, Ballerinas, Christmas, Cows, Dancing Shoes, Explore, Fade Memories, Family, Gravestone, Life, Love, Miles, My Life, Open Road, Poetry and Poems, Self-Aware, Slips By, Smiles, Tiny Miracles, Truth, Ultrasound, Writing
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Thought For the Day: The Words Are Lovely, Dark and Deep. But I Have Promises To Keep, and Miles To Go Before I Sleep
“The woods are lovely, dark and deep. But I have promises to keep, and miles to go before I sleep.” – Robert Frost
Posted in Thought For the Day
Tagged Dark, Deep, Lovely, Miles, Pormises, Robert Frost, Sleep, Thought For the Day, Words
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Too Many Miles, Too Many Tears
Too Many Miles, Too Many Tearsby Michael DoyleLooking back on all the miles I’ve drivenOver lands other believed they were givenI find a lot is needed to be forgivenWere it not for being too busy livingI remember coming to Indiana … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged 21st Century Perspective, Acre, Aggression, Betrayal, Broken Promises, Brutal Erasure, Callous Savages, Cultural Reival, Curious, Despair, Dirupted Community, Dispossession, Driven, Essence, Expansion, Forgiven, Fracture, Given, Harmony, Heritage, History, Honor, Indian Territory, Indiana, Land, Last Breath, Laugh, Lineage, Living, Miles, Monticello Mansion, Native American, Native Land, native-americans, Photograph, Poetry and Poems, Portrayal, Prophetstown, Reborn, Revive, Road Trip, Sacred Cycle, Scream, Story, Survival, Tears, Tenskwatawa, Thomas Jefferson, Trail of Death, Trail of Tears, Trails, Unity, Vision
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Newport Aquarium
Newport Aquariumby Michael DoyleAs though a knight eager on his questI, as a father, find little need to restInstead, I eagerly undertake a two-hour driveGlad to teach my daughters and feel aliveThough I wish I could take them to the … Continue reading
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Tagged Accidentally Learn, Aquarium, Beauty, Care, Cared, Challenges, Class, Daughters, Dimming, Diversity, Dreams, Drive, Endless Miles, Expereince, Father, Gentle Traces, Glass, History, Imagination, Knight, Learn, Lessons, Miles, Minds, Museums, newport, Newport Aquarium, Ocean, Poetry and Poems, Preference, Princess Smiles, Quest, Remember, Revealed, rhode-island, Served Their Love Well, Share, Shared, Shore, Smiles, Swimming, Tale, Taught Them Well, Together, Travel
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Totality and Doom
Totality and Doomby Michael DoyleYesterday, the moon blotted out the sunIn the same way, it has frequently doneThe people traveled from miles aroundHoping they would see something to astoundTheir weary minds at least for a little whileSome came to be … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Apocalypse, Appear, Astound, Bits and Pieces, Blood Moon, Bloom, Blot, Certain, Change, Chaos, Clever, Close Lips, Comfort, Conspiracies, Corner, Crowd, Cultural, Dandeliions, Darkness, Days, Devil's Comet, Die, Doom, Doomsayer, End, Faith, Familiar, Fear, Forever, Happy, Internet, Lear, Lives, Magical, Miles, Moon, Odd, Panic, Path of Totality, Poetry and Poems, Prediction, Prophecies, Reality, Regret, Religious, Resilient, Signficant, Signs, Sky, Smile, So Much for, Speak, Startled, Strong, Sun, Taught, Thinker, Totality, Travel, Trouble, Vibe, View, Wait, Watch, Weary Minds, Whisper, Wrong, Years, Yesterday
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Deep End Moments
Deep End Momentsby Michael DoyleThe deep end of the dating sceneIt can be or seem extremely shallowThat is, if you know what I meanIt’s, at best, the higher love’s shadowCan true love come without face-to-face?Or is that hoping for a … Continue reading
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Tagged Afraid, Arrive, Arrow, Best, Blind, Cleopatra, Confide, Connection, Correction, Crystalized, Cupid, Dating Scene, Deep End, Director, Dream, Egypt, Embrace, Face-To-Face, Faded, Fall, Feel, Good Heart, Heart and Head, Higher Love, Hope, Hopeless, Inside, Jaded, Kind, King, Know, Let Love Grow, Love, Mean, Meet, Mercy, Miles, Moments, Nile, Out of the Gate, Past, Poetry and Poems, Pray, Prove, Queen, Reach, Reveal, Secrets, Shadow, Show, Silver Screen, Smile, Someone Special, Special, Sunset, Sweet Truth, Tell, Together, True Love, True Love Moment, Victory, Wait, Well Meet
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Thoughts Looking Back
Thoughts Looking Backby Michael DoyleI do not want to say anything that isn’t trueAt least, that is, from my deepest point of viewI have lived my life in its living, and as a writer,Often seeking to find life a little … Continue reading
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Tagged Best Moments, Bright, Fall, First Admission, Gloss, Happy, Hasty Judgment, Heartbreaks, Horror and Pain, Language, Life, Looking Back, Miles, Mistakes, Mystery and Miracle, Poetry and Poems, Point of View, Seek Good, Smiles, Spring, Tell, Thoughts, True, Writer
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Born In the Rockies (Part II)
Born In the Rockies (Part II)by Michael DoyleThe backbone of North America stretches for milesBring life across the land with ceaseless smilesFrom shifting sand dunes to deep river valleys it goesFrom the most brilliant stretches of sun to deep shadowsEach … Continue reading
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Tagged Again, Animal Babies, Backbone, Beginning, Biome, Born, Childhood, Cranes, Cub, Dance, Day, Deep River Valley, Den, Earth, Ecosystem, Essential, Explore, Freshness, Generation, Grass, Habittual, II, Life, Miles, Mirth, Mist, Mother, Nature, New Life, North America, Play, Poetry and Poems, Rainbow, Renewal of Vows, Ritual, Romance, Sand Dunes, Shadows, Smiles, Spawn, Sun, Tale, Temperate, Time, Understood, Wait, Ways of Love, Win, Winter, Yellowstone Valley
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Thought For the Day: Happy, Happy Christmas, That Can Win Us Back To the Delusions of Childish Days
“Happy, happy Christmas, that can win us back to the delusions of our childish days; that can recall to the old man the pleasures of his youth; that can transport the sailor and the traveller, thousands of miles away, back … Continue reading
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Tagged Away, Charles Dickens, Child, Christmas, Days, Delusions, Fireside, Happy, Miles, Old man, Pleasure, Quiet Home, Recall, Sailor, The Pickwick Papers, Thought For the Day, Transport, Traveller, Win, Youth
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