Tag Archives: They Say

Reflections On the Aftertaste

Reflections On the Aftertasteby Michael DoyleIt was just one of those endless nightsI sat feasting on a garden of fried delightsTurning the channel to hear a bit of debateSurreally hoping to help decide the nation’s fateThere on the stage were … 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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Na/GloPoWriMo #6: Setting Fires To Feel Joy

Na/GloPoWriMo #6: Setting Fires To Feel Joyby Michael DoyleI set fires to feel joyIt’s just one of those tricksThat I employ – I ate my twin inside the wombNot being malicious, but…Just to have more elbow roomThey say,.. and maybe … Continue reading

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