Tag Archives: Sip

Your Dad Was Our Hero

Your Dad Was Our Heroby Michael DoyleI was minding my business, Just standing there.I was resting on my crutches,Sipping on a beer.We had come to pay ourOur truest respects.Saying our goodbyesWithout any neglect. A soldier’s sonMarched up to his coffin.With … Continue reading

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Fitting In Comfortably

Fitting In Comfortablyby Michael DoyleBetween bits of laughter, we begin comfortablyIn building what may yet become our family.It isn’t so much the jokes but the easy smiles.They go a long way in logging away the miles.A sip shared, a song … Continue reading

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This Digital Age

This Digital Ageby Michael DoyleLost in the weak punditry of this digital ageToo many fools think their wisdom is sage.Openly declaring that it’s too slow to read.Furthermore, they can’t be convinced of the need.Fools have been, by participation. freely degreed.As … Continue reading

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Laughing At Life

Laughing At Lifeby Michael DoyleHere I am, sitting on the floor.I’m lost in numbers, collating the score.I’m not saying that I need it easy.But wish for once it would even up to please me.We’re laughing at all of life’s dramady,But … Continue reading

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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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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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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

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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

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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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Passing It Down

Passing It Downby Michael DoylePassing it down to the next generationHoping it might be held in venerationSharing openly our ways of instructionIn hopes that they would avoid destructionFrom child to child this is taughtTo do as we should and not … Continue reading

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