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Na/GloPoWriMo #20: Sijo For An Ill-Turned Vaccination

Na/GloPoWriMo #20: Sijo For An Ill Turned Vaccinationby Michael DoyleFather, will you be alright? But of course, I will my dearsWith one hundred three point three, who might I fooling?The fire blazes hot inside, but not as deep as my … Continue reading

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Na/GloPoWriMo #19: St Patrick’s Day Kiss

Na/GloPoWriMo #19: St Patrick’s Day Kissby Michael DoyleLike a lucky man wondering ifYou’d always beMy lucky charmLiving in a moment’s blissIt was easy to seeAnother kiss could do no harmGotta phone that message inLet it ring true, again and againLong … Continue reading

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Na/GloPoWriMo #17: Your Turn To Peek

Na/GloPoWriMo #17: Your Turn To Peekby Michael DoyleA silver faceShrouded in thinnest veilShines of love’s embraceIn the greatest detailLines traces acrossScars whispering of lossYet, hopeful of fantasyLike star-crossed lunacyPlaying hide and seekUntil it’s your turn to peekThe day’s sun falls … Continue reading

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Na/GloPoWriMo #15: Played Cards

Na/GloPoWriMo #15: Played Cardsby Michael DoyleMaybe it seems insistentTo be so persistentIn finding time an illusionWhile we all seek our absolutionOur veins beg for transfusionCued as it were by life’s confusionDespite being a fancy dancerAnd at moments, a romancerWe all … Continue reading

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Na/GloPoWriMo #15: In A Family’s Way

Na/GloPoWriMo #15: In A Family’s Wayby Michael DoyleI really need to buy an easy chairIf I am to keep the family flairEating summer sausage on cheesed squareReading news and pontificating without a careThat is if I am to live my … Continue reading

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Na/GloPoWriMo #14: Quis ut Deus?

Na/GloPoWriMo #14: Quis ut Deus?by Michael DoyleMay parents had their preferenceBut my life has whispered its reverenceMaybe they meant to play oracle?But like the archangel’s rhetoricalThis name is a bit battle wornAs a soldier speaks on behalf of the forlornAnd … Continue reading

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Na/GloPoWriMo #13: Yesterday’s Tomorrow’s News

Na/GloPoWriMo #13: Yesterday’s Tomorrow’s News by Michael DoyleSitting watching the evening news hourWatching the sun go down as night devoursI fell asleep to the bleat of the LED displayDisrupting a poem meant written yesterdayHaving missed my embossed invitationI make up … Continue reading

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Na/GloPoWriMo #12: No More Sense Than the Ancient Mariner

Na/GloPoWriMo #12: No More Sense Than the Ancient Mariner by Michael Doyle The river grew as it pushed Outward with its rich sediment Yet still, in this modern age, mankind Though too often willfully blind Fancies itself some sort of … Continue reading

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Na/GloPoWriMo #11: Letters From Father To Daughter

Na/GloPoWriMo #11: Letters From Father To Daughterby Michael DoyleDearest Daughter,I didn’t know I would be a fatherWhen I took the chances that I didAnd I’ve always tried to keep it hidI see your eyes of confusionBetween truth and illusionAnd, yes, … Continue reading

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