Tag Archives: Reel

Fully Present In the Past

Fully Present In the Pastby Michael DoyleRage bait and other angry fillsHave long ceased being thrills.No one has asked for my tainted advice,But I think it’s long past time to offer mine.Let’s not be rattled by our every whim.Instead, let’s … Continue reading

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The World Changes (Waiting On You)

The World Changes (Waiting On You)by Michael DoyleThere’s no doubt about it,Whether we whisper or shout it.It’s always so good to be home,Even when we’re there alone.You share your love among fans and friends,Quietly or loudly until the music ends.You … Continue reading

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Friendships Keep Us Alive

Friendships Keep Us Aliveby Michael DoyleChildhood friendship felt legendaryIt was elevated like a sacred entityAs we engraved our initials in our mindsCertain we’d never leave it behindPlaying games and sometimes wasting timeHelped us come across the better rhymesThat became the … Continue reading

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Depths of Despair

How much sadness can one little girl’s heart hold?  More than the number of angels that can dance on the head of an infinite pinhead. Depths of Despair by Michael Doyle In the depths of despair Her life out of … Continue reading

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A Star Wars Lesson In Liberty

May 4th has become, for some, a day of tribute to Star Wars as “May the 4th Be With You” day.   When the day passed recently, it gave me some cause to think about how we around the planet … Continue reading

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Holding Hands With the Sun

Falling in love with art is an intimate construction within ourselves expressed both outwardly and inwardly. Holding Hands With the Sun by Michael Doyle An experience of the narrative Doodles swirled in declarative Filling out the feels An imaginative look … Continue reading

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In A Still Sleeping Place Inside My Head

The for the fourth day of NaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo 2020 is: “…to write a poem based on an image from a dream”.    … and so I did…. In A Still Sleeping Place Inside My Head by Michael Doyle The feeling comes … Continue reading

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In Dedication To You

One day I met a really wonderful elf.  As blessings would have it, the person behind that elf was even more wonderfully magical.  Our first conversation started simply.  We discussed the use of wind-lights in SL photography and one thing … Continue reading

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Tears In Misted Eyes

Halloween Poem #21: Tears In Misted Eyes by Michael Romani Tears in his misted eyes A monster cries as his child dies While the mother prays her lullaby It’s all the watcher can do to sigh Life like a twisted … Continue reading

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At the Corners of My Soul

Ever miss someone even if the way they broke up with you leaves full of doubt, self loathing and more questions than answers? At the Corners of My Soul by Michael Romani Picking at the corners of my soul Searching … Continue reading

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