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Fiona’s Bee
Fiona’s Beeby Michael DoyleThere by the grace of April’s sleetWas a bumble bee at Fiona’s feetIt was good to start her morning pleasantlyCaught up in a childhood memoryHer father had taught her to pet them gentlyFiona did so then very … Continue reading
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Tagged Ability, Adult, Affection, April, Bee, Bees, Bombus Tetris, Boundary Line, Bumble Bee, Buzz, Capability, Childhood Memory, Coincidence, Comfort, Communication, Copernican Revolution, Erase, Father, Fellow Creatures, Fiona, gardening, Gentle, Harbor, Human, Kinship, Kitchen Box, Lock, Morning, Nature, Palm, Poetry and Poems, Practicality, Preen, Queen, Recall, Respldence, Sensibility, Serenity, Sing, Sip, Sleet, Sugar Water, Urgency, Wing
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Valentine’s Season
Valentine’s Seasonby Michael DoyleIn a circular society, there are seasonsSome of these devoid of sensible reasonsAs to why there is plenty or there is lessLove to be found, yet if I had to guessIt’s more worth quietly learning to resignAnd … Continue reading
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Tagged Age, All of This, Alone, Anguish, Apartment Wall, Argument, Attention, Call, Capuccino, Chances, Circular Society, Complete, Constant Denial, Cry, Design, Devoid, Do Not Disturb Sign, Dream, Easy, Efforts, Evade, Failed To Say, Falling In Love, Father, Feelings, Find Her, Follow, Found, Four Course Dinner, Friends, Good Turn, Guess, Happiness and Joy, Human Condition, Journey, Learn, Less, Life, Loneliness, Love, Love Depends, Loveable, Manage, Mine, Miss, My Daughters, My Fault, Plenty, Poetry and Poems, Point, Prayer, Quiet Moments, Reasons, Reminder, Replete, Resign, Season, Seasons, Secret, Self-Sedition, Shadows, Silver Moonlight, Sip, Smile, Someone, Stone, Trip, Try, Tyle, Valentine, Wish
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Searching For Reasons Why
Searching For Reasons Whyby Michael DoyleSearching for wordsThat just won’t comeHoping for a pocketful of miraclesBut finding noneThis is no way to spendThe moments leading to Christmas DayJust hoping for them to endCause they make no difference anywayTake another sip … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Able, Believe, Blues, Cards, Chair, Christmas, Christmas Day, Comfort, Could, Cry, Daughters, David, Die, Difference, Dream, Dreams, Drenched, End, Father, Give, Gone, Good, Half, Happy, Hard, Hearts, Hope, Knocked Back, Lack, Life, Life's Pain, Long, Moments, None, Nudge, Pocketful of Miracles, Poetry and Poems, Pouring Rain, Read, Reasons, Rhyme, Sadness, Seams, Searching, Shoulders, Sip, Snowman, Spend, Stand, Stars, Table, Think, Time, Watch, Why, Without A Reason Why, Words
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Thought For the Day: We Swallow Greedily Any Lie That Flatters Us, But We Sip Only Little By Little At A Truth We Find Bitter
“We swallow greedily any lie that flatters us, but we sip only little by little at a truth we find bitter.” – Denis Diderot
Posted in Thought For the Day
Tagged Bitter, Denis Diderot, Flatter, Greed, Lie, Little By Little, Sip, Swallow, Thought For the Day, Truth
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Ode To A Tipsy Fairy
Ode To A Tipsy Fairyby Michael DoyleAfter 40 hours locked inside the slave mindIt will take three pints just to leave it behindAnswers needed can’t be found without right questionsThe urgency felt is constrained by life’s hesitationsFundamentally sought within my … Continue reading
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Tagged Answers, Bath, Behind, Birth, Boots, Bottle, Break of Day, Bright, Cobble Stone, Daughter, Edge, End of Night, Explanation, Fairy, Full Throttle, Glow, Hedges, Hesitation, Laugh, Mettalic Roots, Moive, Morning Light, Mystic Lakes, Ode, Pints, Poetry and Poems, Questions, Reality, Sailing Ships, Sip, Slave Mind, Smile, Splash, Tipsy, World
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Fruit of Devine
There are many theories on what the forbidden fruit might have been. On the 24th day of NaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo 2020, the optional prompt is to write about a particular fruit of our choice. Fruit of Devine by Michael Doyle Of every … Continue reading
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Tagged 2020, Adam, Apple, Believe, Days, Define, Deity, Devine, Die, Drip, Eat, Fate, Fruit, Fruit of Grape, Good and Evil, Goodness, Grape Wine, Grieve, Holy Purposes, Immorality, Indulgence, Knowledge, Mallum, Man, Mortality, NaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo, Noah, Path, Photograph, Pleasure, Poem, Poetry, Rectify, Sin, Sip, Splendor, Throat, Treasure, Trick, Unholy, Verity, Wine, Zohar
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