Tag Archives: Music

Love Was There

Love Was Thereby Michael DoyleAlong the country roads of my youthI learned a few jokes and a lot of truthSinging along with the radio showA lot joy there and it continues to flowSo many smiles built on memoryTimes spent with … Continue reading

Posted in Poetry and Poems | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Lisa (How To Love A New England Girl)

Lisa (How To Love A New England Girl)by Michael DoyleShe was born a New England girlWith dreams of her own and the leaves in a whirlEvery fall, she knew comfort in her seasonAnd he knew that she made sense beyond … Continue reading

Posted in Poetry and Poems | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Thought For the Day: Music Expresses That Which Cannot Be Said and On Which It Is Impossible To Be Silent

“Music expresses that which cannot be said and on which it is impossible to be silent.” – Victor Hugo, From Hugo’s Work William Shakespeare (1864), Part 1, Book II, Chapter IV

Posted in Thought For the Day | Tagged , , , , , , | Leave a comment

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

Posted in Poetry and Poems | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Social Media Blues

Social Media Bluesby Michael DoyleIt’s really kind of funnyAbout this social media sceneIt really kind of bugs meHow all these geniuses want to vent their spleenWeren’t these guys the same onesWho sat in back, claiming they were street smartAdmiring oil … Continue reading

Posted in Poetry and Poems | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Until My Eyes Close

Until My Eyes Closeby Michael DoyleThe other day, I was so tiredIt seemed my life was a tearAnd though the coffee kept me firedMy heart felt troubled and insincereLike I wished that I could find an exitFrom this highway, I … Continue reading

Posted in Poetry and Poems | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Making Moments Memories

Making Moments Memoriesby Michael DoyleIt’s the momentsNot selfies that we needIn these times that aren’t contentBut from these, we can be freedLike mental orgasmsCrept up on with enthusiasmNot the dull day of egoThat add up to practically zeroOne photo after … Continue reading

Posted in Poetry and Poems | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Dedicated To A Half Remembered Lorax

Dedicated To A Half Remembered Loraxby Michael DoyleHats off to Betty WhiteWho although not always rightDid voice for the Sneedville treesAnd against polluting factoriesThere’s something for the glitz that’s not forgotThe importance of trees over parking lotsBeauty there is to … Continue reading

Posted in Poetry and Poems | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Six String Guillotine

Six String Guillotineby Michael DoyleIt was a six stringGuillotineSummer sceneKind of a dreamRolling through the nightThe pompadourWho held the doorThat no one could ignoreSet the flames licking the TroubadorAnd said it would be alrightStruck by the thunderBeing pulled underBy a … Continue reading

Posted in Poetry and Poems | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment