Tag Archives: Talking

About A Death

About A Deathby Michael DoyleToday, I watched a show about deathI have to admit, it took away my breathAs I try to write this bit of poetryIt’s weird to think how much it’s hitting meIt’s hard to write with tears … Continue reading

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Stone Cast

Stone Castby Michael DoyleMemory building on this June’s nightYou walk beside under the pale moonlightThat you’re not troubled seems clearBut there’s something to the something thereThese things are important to youLet’s talk about how it is we will doThis life … Continue reading

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Elephants Mourn Their Dead (Happy the Elephant)

Elephants Mourn Their Dead (Happy the Elephant)by Michael DoyleNo freedom, no libertyNo right to fundamental dignityHappy the Elephant pays the costAnd the decision it seems is lostThere will be no sanctuaryPersonhood has been denied capacityRegardless of intelligence, elephants are thingsSubstantially … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: You Have To Hold Your Audience In Writing To the Very End – Much More Than In Talking, When People Have to Be Polite and Listen To You

“You have to hold your audience in writing to the very end — much more than in talking, when people have to be polite and listen to you.” – Brenda Ueland, writer (24 Oct 1891-1985)

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Story Book Connection

Story Book Connectionby Michael DoyleWe met in a moment of quiet conversationOur talking led to smiles without hesitationAnd with every further touch I now findYou are the one that will never be left behindTo me there never really was a … Continue reading

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Wild Winds

As mentioned before, it is birthday weekend for a very sweet daughter whose gentle spirit and artistic ways make me a better man in every way.  I am so proud to be her father.  I thought it might be, and … Continue reading

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