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Weren’t Those the Teenaged Years?
Weren’t Those the Teenaged Years?by Michael DoyleThe teenaged yearsOf Saturday night solitudeWas a parade of smiles and tearsAnd many dramasWaiting to intrudeInto the happiness that cameAnd that provided the frameIn moments of ShakespeareThat kept us awakeMaking us braver than our … Continue reading
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Tagged Along the Way, Awake, Bless, Bolder, Brave, Broken Hearts, Choosing, Complexity, Confide, Contemplative, Dramas, Each Step, Edge, Edit, False Starts, Fear, Fight, Frame, Garden Variety, Good, Happiness, Hesitations, Hide, Human Beings, Inquisitive, Intrude, Issues, Losing, Million Ways, Moments, Negatives, Older, Passing By, Poetry and Poems, Positive, Questions, Saturday Night, Secrets, Seen, Shakespeare, Sigh, Smiles and Tears, Solittude, Souls, Take, Tears, Teenaged Years, Thinking, Thought, Tissues, Unseen, Walks, Wars of Love, Wobble, World, Younger Days
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A Cry for Uvalde
A Cry for Uvaldeby Michael DoyleSomewhere beyond a world of feelingIs the way of knowing healingThese are the times for being an exampleThe differences made will be ampleFighting not with fists but with prayerPeeling back the onion of life, layer … Continue reading
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Tagged Actions, Alone, Ample, Beautiful Souls, Behind, Belief, Best Fights, Blame, Bullied, Burnt to the Ground, Candlelight, Community, Cornerstone, Cruelly Dealt, Cry, Cuentas, Dead, Differences Made, Dificil, Disease, Dreams, Every Day, Every Single Day, Example, Faces, Faith, Families, Fault Is His, Favorite Songs, Feeling, Felt, Fight the Good Fight, Fighting, Grief, Gut Wrenching Torments, Hand of Lucifer, Healing, Humbled Cry, Hundreds, It Didn't Have To Be His Choice, Knees, Know, La Muerte de Los Ninos, Layer, Lifted A Hand, Lifting Our Voices, Lives, Loss, Love, Loved Ones, Matters, Memories, Mi Apoyo, Momento, Moments, Morning, Mourning, Nation, Night, Not With Fists, Noticia, Onion of Life, Peace, Poetry and Poems, Prayer, Prayers, Question Why, Rebuild, Sabes, Safe, Salvador Ramos, School, Sense, Shakes and Shatters, Shamed, Silently Erected, Sin, So Be It, So It Will Be Done, Sorrow, Survive, Survivor's Guilt, Tears, Thursday, Times, Torture, Traces, Tragedy, Transcend, Trust Falling, Twenty-One Crosses, Used Their Voice, Uvalde, Vigils, Viviendo, Walk, Warnings, Wicked Ways, Wounds, Years
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For Sierra At Age Thirteen
For Sierra At Age Thirteenby Michael DoyleIt seems only yesterdayThat you were a tweenAnd now my youngest princessIs aged perfectly to thirteenThere’s not a single dayThat I will ever forgetThe moments that have passedNor will I ever in any way … Continue reading
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Tagged Afternoon's Nap, Amazing Young Lady, Been, Birth, Birthday Song, Blessing, Blink, Candles, Card, Climbed Up, Darling Baby, Daughter, Days, Depart, Drink, Express, Far Away, Feel, Forget, God Knows, Grown Up, Guess, Happen, Hope, Laugh, Life, Lifetime, Live To Watch, Moments, My Heart, Never Stray, Now and Then, Only A Single Doubt, Part By Part, Passed, Perfectly, Poetry and Poems, Quickly, Regret, Sameness of Us, Sierra, Simple Words, Single Day, Smile, Softly, Tell Me Please, Thirteen, Tween, Victory Cup, Voice, Watching, Whisper, Woke Up, Yesterday, You'll Go Really Far, Youngest Princess
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A Rispetto of Loneliness
Featured again is a poem form obtained from the weekly Short Form Poetry Workshop on Linden Lab’s virtual platform known as Second Life. This week the form was the rispetto. What then is a rispetto? It is a Tuscan folk … Continue reading
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Tagged Blind, Color, Commands, Conceptions, Curved, Embrace, Face, Feel, Folk Verse, Hard, Hearts, Imaginary, Knowing, LandMines, Loneliness, Moments, Poetry and Poems, Politian, Rhyme Scheme, Rispetto, Short Form Poetry Workshop, Showing, Straight Lines, Strambotto, Thinking, Thoughts, Time, Treasonous, Tripping, Tuscan, Understand, Walk
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Moonkyst and the Twisted Fae
Moonkyst and the Twisted Faeby Michael DoyleIn the early morning mistWe dream our dreams moonkystit’s a fantasy, some might sayBut it gets us through another daySome dance the dance of twisted faeWhile the music plays; they swayAs if it might … Continue reading
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Tagged Believe, Best, Better This Way, Childhood Days, Dance, Day, Dream, Early Morning, Eyes, Fantasy, Games To Play, Head, Hurt, Last Fantasy, Memories, Mist, Moments, Moonkyst, Music, Pillow, Play Out Life, Poetry and Poems, Reality, Rest, Reverie, Say, Silver Screen, Smile, Soul, Sway, True, Twisted Fae, View, Whimsical, Worth the While, Yesterday
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A Life Lived Publicly
A Life Lived Publiclyby Michael DoyleWe walk through life brisklyThinking thoughts ironicallyAbout a life lived publiclyWhen it cannot be lived privatelyThere are eyes most everywhereAs the cameras blink and others stareIt only works if we live comfortablyWith the feeling we’re … Continue reading
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Tagged Alright, Asterisk, Authentic Profession, Blend, Breaking Down Walls, Breakthrough, Briskly, Brood, Calls, Cameras, Comfortable, Comically, Concession, Confession, Confrontation, Connects, Deflection, Despite, Done, Echoed Chambers, Everywhere, Eyes, Failed Sentences, Family, Feeling, Forget, Foundation, Group Therapy, Honesty, Hugs, Imperfect, Incomplete, Ironic, Kindness, Laws, Learn, Life, Means, Minds, Moments, Need To Hide, No Time For Regrets, Other Side, Pause, Peace, Perfect Ones, Poetry and Poems, Pray It All Away, Pride, Private, Process, Public, Punchlines, Reflection, Regrets, Routine, Say, Secrets, Session, Shroud, Silent, Sincere, Somewhere, Stare, Still Here, Strife, Surrender, Tears, Tender, Tenderness, The Divine Comedy, The Thinker, Think, Times, Truth, Vulnerable, Wait, Walk, Whispers, Works, Wrongs, Youth
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Sins of My Father Remembered
Sins of My Father Rememberedby Michael DoyleShadowed in doubtTrapped within rootsOn a planet ringed by orbitalsSeeking, search for any way outLooking for any solution that contributesToward escaping the controlsIn the Hotel NevermoreIs a bottle of tearsFor all the lost waysWatch … Continue reading
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Tagged Ambitions, Atone, Bad, Binary Code, Bottle, Carry, Cashed In, Clickbait, Confide, Core, Days, Debts, Doubt, Dreams, Drop, Emptiness, Empty Years, Escape, Father, Feet, Fit, Good, Gorgonized, Ground, Honor, Horror, Hotel, Hours, Hypnotized, Knowledge, Living, Lost Ways, Moments, My Father's Shoes, Nevermore, Night, Nightmares, Planet, Poetry and Poems, Pours, Promises Made, Purest Love, Remember, Roots, Sarcasm, Screams, Search, Seldom Shared, Shadow, Shot Glass, Sins, Sins of My Father, Snares, Society, Solution, Soul, Stone, Suppressed, Tears, Thoughts, Trapped, Views, Whiskey, Wit
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Cicero Speaks On Becoming Older
Cicero Speaks On Becoming Olderby Michael DoyleLife passes through many a stageUntil calumniating in old ageIt’s a folly to hold this in despiseWe’d be better off to open our eyesCicero offers us his philosopher’s lookIn his writing of many a … Continue reading
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Tagged Assassination, Assert, Assumption, Body, Cherished, Cicero, Clarity, Collective Wisdom, Constitutional Hall, Counsel, Despise, Die, Different, Education, Effective, Elder, Elocution, Ends of History, Essay, Estate, Eternity, Experience, Eyes, Fail, Fair Prize, Farm, Folly, Franklin, Freedom, Good Book, Grandparent, Guide, Hands, Heed, History, Ides of March, Immortality, Indignation, Infirmity, Inner Beauty, Integrity, Justice, Kingdom, Law, Leadership, Life, Life's Lessons, Loss, Meditate, Mental Abilities, Mental Faculty, Moments, Moral Duty, Observation, Offer, Old Age, Older, Open, Opportunity, Oratory, Phaedo, Philosopher, Plato, Pleasure, Poetry and Poems, Profound, Quality of Life, Reason, Sacred Ground, Sage, Sensual Pleasures, Sharp, Stage, Sweet Surprise, Teach, Throat, Tides, Time and Again, Triumph, Truth, Tyranny, Use, Useless, Valuable, Versed, Why, Wiser, Wonder, Write, Young
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The Paths Ahead
The Paths Aheadby Pure Love and Michael Romani So many roads yet to be takenSo many choices yet to be givenThe path stretches out beforeWith life yet for us to explore There is a magic in the moreWhen we open … Continue reading
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Tagged Ahead, Believe, Bliss, Choices, Days, Door, Dream, Explore, Fear, Future, Given, Happiness, Holding On, Hope, Imagination, Life, Live, Love and Care, Magic, Melody, Moments, Open, Paths, Peace, Play, Poetry and Poems, Reality, Roads, See, Share, Smiles, Songs, Stream, Stretch, Sun, Taken, Ways
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