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Tag Archives: Smile
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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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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Tagged Big Top, Circus, Clown, Confide, Cure, Defiled, Denial, Doomsayers, Down, Endure, Feelings, Hide, Laugh, Love, Monkeys, Paint, Poetry and Poems, Poke, Practice, Prescient, Sacrament, Scar, Sharp Sticks, Smile, Stop, Three Ring, Too Far, Unspoken, Words, Wounds
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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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Tagged Act, Africa, Argumentation, Behind, Best, Brave, Burroughs, Change, Cheer, Circle, Complicated, Contemplation, Contemptuous, Creativity, Details, Director, Drama, Endless, Expression, Father's Deligh, Father's Delight, Fear, Feral Child, Fierce, Filed, Friendless, Glory, Guard, Heard, Lack of Dignity, Laughing Daughters, Leave, Liberty, Memories, Moonbeam, Nickname, No Matter How Right, Notes, Original, Peace of Mind, Pizza, Poetry and Poems, Reasoning, Regard, Remake, Rules of Civilization, Saturday Night, Slight, Smile, Society, Society's Lions, Story, Tale, Tarzan, The Wild, Thought, Time, Vine To Vine, Waste, Well, Wild Child, Youngest
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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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Tagged Bury, Cannot Be Trusted, Care, Circumstance, Compelling, Dare, Dime, Disappeared, Dove, Face, False Accusation, Feared, Feeling, Fully Dressed, Happenstance, Hard, Harsh Ability, Know, Loyalty, Openly, People, Poetry and Poem, Pushed Too Far, Put It Down, Question, Smile, Sucker Punch, Trial, Vulnerability, Watching, Wear, Wrong Conviction, You To Me
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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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Tagged Age, Blown Smoke, Choice, Clean Cut, Cling, Conflict, Daylight, Echoes, Experience, Fading Sight, Forgot, Generational Conflict, Graduate, Hues, Late 1960s, Life, Lost Passages, Measure, Merit, Moral Questions, Morality, Motivation, Neon Signs, Night, Pleasure, Pockets of Poetry, Poetry, Poetry and Poems, Pointed Vieews, Principles, Question, Quirky, quotes, Restrictions, Revealing, Right, Search, Smile, Souls, Sounds of Silence, Spirituality, Stay the Same, Stuck In A Rut, Stupid, Time, Vision, Waves of Feeling, Wrong
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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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Tagged Beat, Bind, Birth, Bright, Chains, Christmas Cheer, Christmas Tale, Depths, Dickens, Doubt, Dream, Earth, Everything, Excited Eyes, Fear, Find, Flames, Flickers, Ghost, Ghosts, God, Heart, Holy Morning, Hope, Humanity, Last, Light, Love, Night, Noel, Pages, Past, Places, Poetry and Poems, Prevail, Reason, Recall, Season, Shadows, Shallows, Shine, Sing, Sky, Smile, Star, Sum, Surety, Tenement Walls, This World, Travel, True Love, Truth, Walk Among Us, Warm, Warming, Worth
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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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Tagged 2023, Abovee, Accept, Afrar, Angels, Aware, Borrow, Breakdown, Breathe, Bring, Christmas Tale, David, Death, December, Do My Best, Eyes, Family, Filled, First Noel, Flower, Forgiving, Fullness, Gift, Giving, Guitar, Hard, Healing Light, Heart, Heavens, Him, Important, Know, Laughter, Life, Lived, Love, Midnight, Moments, My Life, News, Openly Weep, Plucking Notes, Poetry and Poems, Poinsettia Day, Possession, Procession, Quiet, Remember, Resentment, Reserved, Reveal, Sad, Sad Day, Shepherd, Shining Bright, Sing, Smile, Sorrow, Star, Story, Turn Out Right, Undesvered, Up Close, Wise, Wish, Words
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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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Tagged Authority, Avantagarde, Bawdiness, Blank-Eyed Habits, Bones, Brok, Cales, Conformity, Curnch, Encourage, Fee Speech, Flamboyant, Flimsy Values, Frank Zaapa, Frivolity, Funk Infected, Hipster Guile, Hues, Humor, Hypocrisy, Lady Justice, Lyricism, Melody, Morality, Musical Tales, Narrative, Naughtiness, Percision, Poetry and Poems, Preach, Rabbit-Hole, Reach, Reality, Rock-n-Roll, Satirize, Sleeping Woke, Smile, Society, Spotlight, Style, Surreal, Television, Truthful Comedy, Urban Scensters, Vibraphone, Whine, Wounded Coil, Zeitgeist
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