Tag Archives: Sign

Like the Sunrise

Like the Sunriseby Michael DoyleIt is beautiful when you findThat the one who is on your mindHas been waiting for you.Maybe it’s a sign that it’s true.That love is like the sunrise,As it’s captured in your eyes,Like a message coming … Continue reading

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New Orleans Home Rules

New Orleans Home Rulesby Michael Doyle”Whites Only”, read the ugliest sign.It was as if, by some sort of designThe conspiracists were inclined to provoke,The arrogant mulatto who so often spoke.Little did they know the shadow empireIn which the Devil befriends … Continue reading

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Beyond the Sea

Beyond the Seaby Michael DoyleThere are spaces under the painted skyThat are beautiful enough to make me sigh.Stretching beyond the edges of the seaIs a world of water in its own beauty.Rivers, lakes, wetlands, and streamsAre all filled with a … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: Silence Is Not Always A Sign of Wisdom, But Babbling Is Ever A Mark of Folly

“Silence is not always a sign of wisdom, but babbling is ever a mark of folly.” – Maurice Polydore Marie Bernard Maeterlinck, poet, dramatist, and Nobel laureate (29 Aug 1862-1949)

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Dig Our Way Out

Dig Our Way Outby Michael DoyleThere is no treaty we can signThat can reach for and defineThe reasons why I made a ghost of youThere is no explanation for what I doI hide my shame deep in the shadowsKeeping to … Continue reading

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In A Million Days

In A Million Daysby Michael DoyleI find myself drowning in the ocean of youIn all of the good things I’ve learned to be trueThere, deep within your beautiful, dreamy eyesIs my future that I’ve come to recognizeIt’s said that looks … Continue reading

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Messages Needed

Messages Neededby Michael DoyleThere is something unsaid gone unheededIn all the messages truly neededMessages to and from so many strangersWho are embroiled in all their angerWhat happened to peace, love, and understandingI know I’m no longer hip, and not to … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: Remember, Compassion Is Not A Sign of Weakness

“If someone behaves negatively towards you, it helps to remember that he or she is a human being like you and to distinguish between an action and the person who does it. If counter measures are needed to prevent someone … Continue reading

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Trees Are Overrated

Trees Are Overrated by Michael DoyleSpeaking of paradigms outdatedIt turns out trees are overratedThis thought comes I am knee-deepIn a prairie’s secrets to keepIn the verdant landscape, songbirds singProviding a soundtrack to the blessed thingsDancing blue granma and sand dropseedTrace … Continue reading

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Blown Smoke

Blown Smokeby Michael DoyleBlown smoke seen through a windowThe feel of doubt, imprinted on her shadowThe detective watches the young widowLooking for clues, he might recognize and knowHe thinks back on days of reverieThat are no longer more than memoryShivering … Continue reading

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