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The Best That I Can
The Best That I Canby Michael DoyleEven for a poet doing the best I can,I wish I were, in some ways, a better man.Sometimes, I can’t write another line,Though I wish I were her Valentine.Hearts impede and sometimes implode,Like a … Continue reading
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Tagged Best, Better Man, Day, Deep Breath, Empathy, Fall Into A Rhyme, Feel, Guitar, Happiiness, Hearts, Hello, Know, Liine, Lonely Man, Mytery, Night, Poet, Poetry and Poems, RightOther Men, Roll, Say, Shadow, Shallow, Song, Sould, Strong, Sympathy, True Bliss, Valentine, Valentine' Day, Violin, Wish, Without You
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Nantucket’s Sound
Nantucket’s Soundby Michael DoyleIn the depths that feel formidableIs the key to knowing the unknowable.There was an urgency for resources on demandFrom the ocean floor up to supply the land.Petroleum, minerals, and whale oil,Have all had their turn as the … Continue reading
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Tagged Anticipation, Depth, Imagination, Mankind, Mytery, Nantucket, Ocean Flor, Poetry and Poems, Resource, Sea, Sound, Unknowable
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A Man Finds Love
A Man Finds Loveby Michael DoyleRolled up like a scroll,You still feel the rollOf a train around the bend.It echoes like a friend.It takes you back to yesterday,When you didn’t have as much to say.You were building your own mystery,And … Continue reading
Lessons In Ballet
Lessons In Balletby Michael DoyleNo one dares wake Suzy from her sleep.Her dreams of ballet run very deep.With the slippers on her young feet,The Devil’s own she’s gone to meet.Ruby red paints the airport’s walls,As she answers dance’s sacred call.Rushing … Continue reading
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Tagged Absuridty, Aiport, Ballet, Cost, Dance, Dancing Academy, Dead, Devil's Own, Dream, Fear, Feet, Flood Waters, Forest, Innocence, Lessons, Lost, Mytery, Nightmare, Poetry and Poems, Possessed Motion, Question, Rain, Red, Sacred Call, Shadow, Shisper, Sleep, Sliippers, Stormy Night, Suzy, Truth, Walls, Witch, Womb
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Uthred of Bamburgh
Uthred of Bamburghby Michael DoyleThe blood runs deepAs Saxon mothers weepSatan has crossed the landsUnder blood thirst’s craven commandVahalla’s gates open wideWatching as seven kings diedThe Valkyries accept the deathAs Uthred draws his last breathA hero though rarely namedIf England … Continue reading
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Tagged Betrayals, Blame, Blood, Breath, Burn, Burning Hearts, Cold, Craven, Death, Deep, England, Fall, Family Ties, Fiction, Flames, Flicker, Halls, Hero, History, Kings, Lands, Learn, Lost, Mytery, Oath, Poetry and Poems, Real Man, Sacred, Satan, Saxon, Seven, Sir Lancelot, Sky, Thirst, Uthred of Bamburgh, Vahalla, Valykyries, Weep, Wide, Winter, Word
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