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Thought For the Day: One of the Great Principles of Socialism Is Division. If Everything Is Racist, Then Nothing Is Racist

“One of the great principles of socialism is division. If everything is racist, then nothing is racist. In our culture today, we have many racial issues that need to be dealt with. And in my estimation, we were making some … Continue reading

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Through the Eyes of Love

Through the Eyes of Loveby Michael DoyleThrough the eyes of love I see youDreaming of things we’ve grownTo become and what it is we doWhat the future holds is shownIn the way that you touch my handAnd how you kiss … Continue reading

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In the Bard’s Memory

In the Bard’s Memoryby Michael DoyleThere is something in elevated speechThat touches the depths of our soulsKeeping these words close within reachIs truly something worthy to extolIt’s something far greater than fallacyTo believe that words and phrases hold powerI say … Continue reading

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Lessons In Life’s Suffering

Lessons In Life’s Sufferingby Michael DoyleSpring isn’t the sameWhen love has been lostSorrow calls out the nameBut refuses to pay the costThe thing held sacred as follyTouch the inner workings of the soulA moment away from devotionHas the depth of … Continue reading

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Na/GloPoWriMo #19: St Patrick’s Day Kiss

Na/GloPoWriMo #19: St Patrick’s Day Kissby Michael DoyleLike a lucky man wondering ifYou’d always beMy lucky charmLiving in a moment’s blissIt was easy to seeAnother kiss could do no harmGotta phone that message inLet it ring true, again and againLong … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: In Rivers, the Water That You Touch Is the Last of What Has Passed and the First of That Which Comes; So With Present Time

“In rivers, the water that you touch is the last of what has passed and the first of that which comes; so with present time.” – Leonardo Da Vinci

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Perfectly Bright, Exceptionally Right

Perfectly Bright, Exceptionally Rightby Michael DoyleLike a magic spark in the nightYour fire burned perfectly brightShining deep into my aching soulOne touch and I simply lost controlThere is sweetness on your lipsStaring into my eyes, hands on hipsFitting together so … Continue reading

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Finally Stilled

Finally Stilledby Michael DoyleWe dance our danceWhispering our romanceUnder the Milky WayFinding tomorrow every dayIn every touch that we shareFinding truth revealed in careKnowing loneliness in our absenceFinding need for each other’s presenceSome say love is a form of weaknessThey … Continue reading

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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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To Feel Again

To Feel Againby Michael DoyleI admire people who are unafraid to feelWho know the danger and yet keep it realIt is scary to feel that compulsive somethingBut it beats the feeling of nothingAs life hands us our challenging handA fate … Continue reading

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