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Pierce the Charade
Pierce the Charadeby Michael DoyleOne thing I’ve discovered recentlyIs that I am capable of acting decentlyBut if the world could see my inspirationMaybe there’d be cause to doubt my motivationStill it is that I struggle for my bestAnd my failings, … Continue reading
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What’s In A Poem But Words
What’s In A Poem But Wordsby Michael DoyleWhat’s in a poem but words you sayThey can be written in many a wayAll it takes is the heart behind the thoughtsAnd to feel the flow of the shoulds and oughtsWhen you … Continue reading
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Thought For the Day: Out of the Quarrel With Others We Make Rhetoric, Out of the Quarrel With Ourselves We Make Poetry
“Out of the quarrel with others we make rhetoric; out of the quarrel with ourselves we make poetry.” – William Butler Yeats, writer, Nobel laureate (13 Jun 1865-1939)
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Na/GloPoWriMo #24: Perishable
Na/GloPoWriMo #24: Perishableby Michael DoylePerishable as a live plantShe insists but just can’tThere a perfect consolation in leafIts in its hiding manifestations of griefIn the soft shame of being seenEach of us fails our push at being human beingsPotted plants … Continue reading
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Na/GloPoWriMo #18: “I Began My Life…”
Na/GloPoWriMo #18: “I Began My Life…” by Michael Doyle Grabbing this pony by the bridle Chapters do not really need a title That seems wisest, he quietly said And yet that’s not the task, replied his head So alright, as … Continue reading
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As It Is With the Moon Above
As It Is With the Moon Aboveby Michael DoyleIn all the suffering behind poetryIt plays out deeply as if in melancholyIt’s a pouring out of love and painSomething lettered and yet still in vainSunshine and spring are simply a prefaceFor … Continue reading
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A Change to the Format
As I have renewed this for one more year, I want to announce that there will be a change to the format beginning tomorrow in which instead of trying to simply keep this a poetry, first principle and thought for … Continue reading
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Tagged Change, Format, Poetry, Prose, Thought For the Day
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In the Precedent of 2020
In the Precedent of 2020by Michael DoyleThere is something setQuietly there in the precedentAn unlikely principle we forgetThat we’d not be without accidentWho it is that we are todayI hope that’s not too flippant to sayThat despite our efforts to … Continue reading
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A Tale of Christmas In Two Parts
A Tale of Christmas In Two Parts (Republished for 2020)by Michael Doyle aka Michael Romani I. I have heard it saidThat you can eat ’til you’re fullAnd it’s still not enoughThe excuse to be given“But, it’s Christmas…”And one really shouldn’t … Continue reading
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