Tag Archives: Sleep

Pressure Put On Coal

Pressure Put On Coalby Michael DoyleLike a herd of deer comes crashing inFalling like a gift from the skyFalling like snowflakes as it’s Christmas againAnd the angels sing their hallelujah replySnow clouds form again and yet there is no snowStill, … Continue reading

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My Beauty Queen

My Beauty Queenby Michael DoyleThere you are, my beauty queenAlways seen if only in my dreamsYou are the holder of my heart’s keyIt’s wonderful how you enchant meI love watching you sleep at nightIn my arms wrapped up cozy and … Continue reading

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As I Lay My Head Down

As I Lay My Head Downby Michael DoyleWrapped up in the depths of your soulAs we talk along our evening’s strollI see my heroes inside your heartEasily seeing what sets you apartYour words as you touch me deepWhisper you are … Continue reading

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When Tomorrow Comes Your Day

When Tomorrow Comes Your Dayby Michael DoyleWrapped up in the depths of your soulAs we talk along our evening’s strollI see my heroes inside your heartEasily seeing what sets you apartYour words as you touch me deepWhisper you are who … Continue reading

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Thoughts On Our Partnership 09032020

Thoughts On Our Partnership 09032020by Michael DoyleSmiles into your sleeping dreamWaking into our tomorrow’s sceneThe unseen director calls for actionAll moves and words lead to satisfactionKnowing that your heart holds mineWhile mine holds a bit of your sunshineIt’s a beautiful … Continue reading

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Inside the Cave

Which side of a dream is real? Inside the Cave by Michael Doyle In this slumber we call life Some prefer peace over strife To these, I find that I agree But, that hasn’t been the life led by me … Continue reading

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Having Heard the Warning

Further reflections on my eldest daughter turning 13: Heaving Heard the Warning by Michael Doyle On Saturday night as I kissed you into sleep There was a part of me that wanted to keep This moment forever as a sacred … Continue reading

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Awkward Silence Felt

Does anyone else ever get into routines?  I suppose there is good and bad to these things. Awkward Silence Felt by Michael Doyle The awkward silence between Feels down, dirty and mean In pop culture’s references We’re coming down to … Continue reading

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In Dream’s Shadow

Sort of a word play on a Celtic adventure of romance, magic and dreams. In Dream’s Shadow by Michael Doyle Drowning in your spell My secrets to reveal Fallen to blade you wield I suddenly find, I yield To sleep … Continue reading

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Back Chat of Eternal Insomnia

So many of us spend countless hours into the we hours of the night staving off the limited hours until the morning light.  Insomnia and its accompanying sleep exhaustion have claimed many of us and leading into less good than … Continue reading

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