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Mortality Awoken

Mortality Awokenby Michael DoyleThe questions of mortalityGo far beyond moralityWhen something makes you question why.Or how it is that we are born to die.Avoiding the phone calls that wait,As these questions come down to fate.Who are we to feel this … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: The One Who Plants Trees, Knowing That He Will Never Sit In Their Shade, Has At Least Started To Understand the Meaning of Life

“The one who plants trees, knowing that he will never sit in their shade, has at least started to understand the meaning of life.” – Rabindranath Tagore

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The Power In No

The Power In Noby Michael DoyleIn my life, I’ve been a sonHeld by a mother as second to noneTo my sister, I have been a brotherLoved by her like no otherI’ve been a doting sort of fatherOf my two beautiful, … Continue reading

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Profit and Schemes

Profit and Schemesby Michael DoyleIt’s hard to tell the differenceBetween the pursuit of profit and schemesThe wise pirate holds great reverenceFor the pirate captain’s dreamsLandlubbers hold their stockIn the mild talk of stabilityBut an adventurer holds to the talkOf betting … Continue reading

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Complexity-Simplified

Complexity Simplifiedby Michael DoyleOf all the things I have in life reservedThe right to peacefulness is deservedI have no need for people who like to cause stressAnd this is something I will readily address2024 will be a year of peace … Continue reading

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Funny How Time Slips Away

Funny How Time Slips Awayby Michael DoyleI was thinking just the other dayIsn’t it funny how time slips away?Somewhere between country and rockThere’s need for living by straight talkLife has its beats and tribulationsTimes of sadness and of jubilationsIndulging in … Continue reading

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Stormfront Awakening

Stormfront Awakeningby Michael DoyleLooking around with any sense of credibilityIt would be the rare bird that had the abilityTo credibly claim with any sense of the plausibleThat politically awakening was something avoidableAll around the stormfront threatens from all sidesThe turning … Continue reading

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Lisa (How To Love A New England Girl)

Lisa (How To Love A New England Girl)by Michael DoyleShe was born a New England girlWith dreams of her own and the leaves in a whirlEvery fall, she knew comfort in her seasonAnd he knew that she made sense beyond … Continue reading

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Dreams and Voices

Dreams and Voicesby Michael DoyleThe real truth revealed in the nightRevels in its parts brought to lightEven those that sear and hurtBringing the mind in focus, fully alertPretending to give an ounce of careAbout all the divisiveness laid bareIt is … Continue reading

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First Principles: Hide Not Your Talents, They For Use Were Made, What’s A Sundial In the Shade

“Hide not your talents, they for use were made,What’s a sundial in the shade?”– Benjamin Franklin

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