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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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Practiced Denial

Practiced Denialby Michael DoyleWe laugh, we smileWe practice our denialTrying hard to hideFeelings we can’t confideThere are words unspokenLike sharp sticks pokingLeaving wounds that will scarIt all went a bit too farPainted like a clownIt always got me downLike a … Continue reading

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The Original Wild Child

The Original Wild Childby Michael DoyleOver pizza. we swung from vine to vineThese laughing daughters making the timeTo watch a remake of Tarzan this Saturday nightEach smile a moonbeam of their father’s delightWe talk as we watch Africa’s original feral … Continue reading

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Sucker Punch

Sucker Punchby Michael DoyleYou’re never fully dressedWithout a smileBut it’s hard to wear oneWhen you feel that you’re on trialDon’t put it downAs a matter of happenstanceWhen you’re watchingA wrong conviction buried in circumstanceFacing a false accusationIsn’t a pleasant feelingWhen … Continue reading

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A Graduated Conflict of Morality

A Graduated Conflict of Moralityby Michael DoyleThe late 1960s were a time of generational conflictWith more moral questions than principles to inflictRestrictions on all the choices between the rightAnd wrong of what was needed to get through the nightTo some, … Continue reading

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My Forever Valentine

My Forever Valentineby Michael DoyleAll the moments of life are lentCarelessly given and heavenly spentIt’s the separation and the lossThat defines what’s the bossCome away with me quietlyGiving your consent spoken and silentlyOpenly expressed inside your smileTelling me you’ll give … Continue reading

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For All the Dickens…

For All the Dickens…by Michael DoyleIt’s on all these places and pages of the pastThat we look back on the things that didn’t lastWhen we do it is a surety that we will findAll those chains that constantly come to … Continue reading

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The Kindness of Blind Love

The Kindness of Blind Loveby Michael DoyleEvery once in a while, you findThat life can be a smile and be kindYou find, as I’ve sometimes foundThat if you don’t chase it aroundLove shows up, and it is kindThe best kind … Continue reading

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Poinsettia Day 2023

Poinsettia Day 2023by Michael DoyleUsually quiet and sometimes reservedSometimes death seems so undeservedIt’s hard to find the words to sayLike on this present Poinsettia DayLife is sad, yet interesting, in processionMoments like these reveal this is not a possessionBut a … Continue reading

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The Bones of Rock-N-Roll

The Bones of Rock-N-Rollby Michael DoyleThe bones of rock-n-roll flowed through with authorityIn the American zeitgeist that Frank Zappa made legendarySpinning tales from hippies to yuppies in a vast conspiracyIt became tragically hipper as it grew to become legendaryHe was … Continue reading

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