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Thought For the Day: A Body of Clay, A Mind Full of Play, A Moment’s Life — That’s Me

“A body of clay, a mind full of play, a moment’s life — that’s me.” – Harivansh Rai Bachchan, poet (27 Nov 1907-2003)

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These Are the Days of Us

Dedicated to my youngest daughter who I very dearly love and very nearly lost two years ago today… These Are the Days of Usby Michael DoyleThese are the days of usI learned this from a childWho gave this wisdom becauseThis … Continue reading

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Something About Respect

Something About Respectby Michael DoyleIt was a different lifeA different sceneLife was toughAnd the streets were meanLife was about respectAsking for the something better to be hadWas maybe a bit too much to expectBut the beauty seen could make him … Continue reading

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Other Side of Hell

Other Side of Hellby Michael DoyleThis isn’t meant to discourageBut sometimes, true courageIs found on the other side of HellWhen your eyes have seen enough to dispelAny notion that peace can be foundThrough the taking of lives in warAnd when … Continue reading

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Step Inside A Haunted Mansion

Step Inside A Haunted Mansionby Michael DoyleWhat if death was not the endingBut instead, just a new beginning?What if the paranormal was realAnd not just something that we feel?Skepticism has its own kind of turningIn all walks of life, we … Continue reading

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Puer Aeternus

Puer Aeternusby Michael DoyleIt seems that from out of nowhere subtleThere’s an argument that has no rebuttalThat all of my desire for the highest riskHas passed my logic by walking tall and briskMy life had always been fairly straight and … Continue reading

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Politically Incorrect Revisited

Politically Incorrect Revisitedby Michael DoyleIs there some kind of fearThat we the people might persevereInto the rapid-fire shaking upCrystalized by making upToo many improvised linesSliding through topical landminesIn an approximation of real-timeThat edges up into the sublimeIt’s that take no … Continue reading

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The Wonderous California Coast

The Wonderous California Coastby Michael DoyleWe are escorted by dolphin laughterComing from guardians who are afterThe company that they find in playAlong the bow of our boat, much like yesterdayWhen mighty Calypso sailed the coastal deepsAlong the coral reefs to … Continue reading

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Leather Jacket Nerves

Leather Jacket Nervesby Michael DoyleThere I was bleeding on the insideHidden behind the tall wallThat bears the scars of my prideA worn mask with a hidden callNot quite worn as a poker faceDrifting back in my perilous dazeWe would toughen … Continue reading

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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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