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For Sierra At Age Thirteen

For Sierra At Age Thirteenby Michael DoyleIt seems only yesterdayThat you were a tweenAnd now my youngest princessIs aged perfectly to thirteenThere’s not a single dayThat I will ever forgetThe moments that have passedNor will I ever in any way … Continue reading

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Moonkyst and the Twisted Fae

Moonkyst and the Twisted Faeby Michael DoyleIn the early morning mistWe dream our dreams moonkystit’s a fantasy, some might sayBut it gets us through another daySome dance the dance of twisted faeWhile the music plays; they swayAs if it might … Continue reading

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Art In A Drop

Art In A Dropby Pure Love & Michael Romani Art it seems is everywhereThat a soul is laid bareLike a whisper heard in an eavesdropIs the art found inside a drop A bit of oil in water swirledBecomes a vibrant … Continue reading

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Investing In Old Age

Investing In Old Ageby Michael DoyleIt has become as sort of a jokeBut one that makes me slightly chokeThe youngest of chronological ageSays as if with the wisdom of a sageThat her dad, me, is growing a bit oldShe laughs … Continue reading

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Hands Tell the Story

Hands Tell the Storyby Michael DoyleSmooth and sultryThe jazz flautistSmooths out her linesSoothing like a silk mysteryThe jazz flautistBlows our mindsWhile somewhereIn that over thereA man watches a womanWishing he might persevereAnd didn’t know the fearLike only a man in … Continue reading

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Making Moments Memories

Making Moments Memoriesby Michael DoyleIt’s the momentsNot selfies that we needIn these times that aren’t contentBut from these, we can be freedLike mental orgasmsCrept up on with enthusiasmNot the dull day of egoThat add up to practically zeroOne photo after … Continue reading

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She Says…

She Says…by Michael DoyleAll the ugly truthsThat have tried to push her backHave tripped her up, since her youthUntil grace gave her all she might lackThoughts of how abundance increasesGave her the hope to move on pastIn her story filled … Continue reading

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The Clock Keeps Ticking

The Clock Keeps Tickingby Michael DoyleFrom that pristine sense of momentWhen we come out of the wombThe clock starts tickingWith all its joy and tormentWe become the life in the roomMaking things happen through our kickingIt is in building the … Continue reading

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Michelle’s Poem (A Poem for A Friend)

Michelle’s Poem (A Poem for A Friend)by Michael DoyleShe’s not beyond magicTo believe otherwiseWould be something tragicYou can see it in her eyesShe’s got a laughFor every seasonIn her way of knowingBeyond all reasonIn that sunshine wayShe holds the world … Continue reading

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Dressed In Humility

Dressed In Humilityby Michael DoyleDressing myself in humilityComposed by heart for good of familyWillingly accepting life’s true graceFacing all things with a smile on my faceHumility is in no way weaknessThis strength of character is God givenBeing humble is not … Continue reading

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