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Na/GloPoWriMo #13: Yesterday’s Tomorrow’s News

Na/GloPoWriMo #13: Yesterday’s Tomorrow’s News by Michael DoyleSitting watching the evening news hourWatching the sun go down as night devoursI fell asleep to the bleat of the LED displayDisrupting a poem meant written yesterdayHaving missed my embossed invitationI make up … Continue reading

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Na/GloPoWriMo #11: Letters From Father To Daughter

Na/GloPoWriMo #11: Letters From Father To Daughterby Michael DoyleDearest Daughter,I didn’t know I would be a fatherWhen I took the chances that I didAnd I’ve always tried to keep it hidI see your eyes of confusionBetween truth and illusionAnd, yes, … Continue reading

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In the Sneeze of A Sweet Blink

In the Sneeze of A Sweet Blinkby Michael DoyleIn the sneeze of a sweet blinkShe was deeper than I’d thinkBreathing through my old heartNever to ever want to departThe memories that we buildWhether at home or afieldAre those that I … Continue reading

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First Principles: We Should Never Despair, Our Situation Before Has Been Unpromising and Has Changed For the Better, So I trust, It Will Again

“We should never despair, our Situation before has been unpromising and has changed for the better, so I trust, it will again. If new difficulties arise, we must only put forth new Exertions and proportion our Efforts to the exigency … Continue reading

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A Christmas Heart

A Christmas Heartby Michael DoyleOn a forge borne of magicThe Star of Bethlehem Can be harnessed with loveA Christmas heart wipes away the tragicOnly in the way an elf understandsLed as these are from up aboveWhen times are getting hardAnd … Continue reading

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In His Blessing

In His Blessingby Michael DoyleKnowing the path of GodAnd finding in it stillnessIn times, it is so oddThere is a thrill in thisWalking from the darkness into lightInto the daylight from the nightWatching every move madeMy strength of faith will … Continue reading

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Some Times We Can Wait No Longer

Some Times We Can Wait No Longerby Michael DoyleSocrates and Jesus took their last breathsAs each of these were put to their deathsAccused and tried for treason and blasphemyAnd in corrupting the young by truth’s divinityThe noble search and allegiance … Continue reading

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In the Providence of Seneca

In the Providence of Senecaby Michael DoyleIn the age of ancient tyrannyWhen Rome had lost its libertyEven a good man might compromiseFor the partial good seen in his eyesThough at times, it took its tollTo hide his better angels in … Continue reading

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Slips of the Tongue

Slips of the Tongueby Michael DoyleSlips of the feeble tongueCome more often when no longer youngThings ill thought should often not be saidBut instead kept inside one’s headOur lives are played out like a movieSometimes hellbent though that doesn’t move … Continue reading

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In Your Silent Reply

Is silence really the best answer at times? I am not so certain of this. In Your Silent Reply by Michael Doyle Haunted by all the dreams Filled with the dramatic scenes Wondering what it is to find All the … Continue reading

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