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Gifts On this Morn

Gifts On This Mornby Michael DoyleIt’s just how it is since we were bornWe await the superficial gifts of this mornExcited eyes search around the Christmas treeWondering what presents are for you and meThen when all the gifts have been … Continue reading

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What’s the Horror?

What’s the Horror?by Michael DoyleWhat’s the horror, you might ask.It seems my life is an endless taskIt seems what I take off the listIt only points to things that I’ve missedIn this rush toward year’s endIt seems I’ve not been … Continue reading

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Nuclear Winter Hues

To those who guessed, this Halloween’s poetry theme for me is the monster that lays within far too much of humanity. Nuclear Winter Huesby Michael DoyleNuclear WinterBegins to splinterWith daylight undefinedTricks begin to play on the mindAnother day off the … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: What Power Has Love But Forgiveness?

“What power has love but forgiveness?” – William Carlos Williams, poet (17 Sep 1883-1963)

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Love Is Never So Blind

Love Is Never So Blindby Michael DoyleA good conversation Might lead to devastationIf you don’t play it rightYou can lose love in one nightBoy, what are you trying to proveBy making every wrong moveIt’s not like you don’t knowWhat comes … Continue reading

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Life So Far

Life So Farby Michael DoyleIn the righteousness and errorsLife is often smoke and mirrorsWe walk in our best composureAnd hiding ourselves from exposureOf being seen for who we areHoping our best selves will travel farWe hide ourselves in the shadowsHoping … Continue reading

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Life Without Light

Life Without Lightby Michael DoyleLife without lightIs the color they died inDarker than nightIs the least of their sinsI can’t say you’ll like thisBut we need to risk regretFor all the world cried amissAt the lost beauty, we must regretSabbath … Continue reading

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Like Souls Rising From the Dead

Like Souls Rising From the Deadby Michael DoyleHidden symbols press the conscienceAnd then denies the separation of scienceFrom the spirituality of all things trueThis is independent of a fearful point of viewMorals only tend to get in the wayOf moments … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: Besides the Noble Art of Getting Things Done, There Is the Noble Art of Leaving Things Undone. The Wisdom of Life Consists In the Elimination of Nonessentials

“Besides the noble art of getting things done, there is the noble art of leaving things undone. The wisdom of life consists in the elimination of non-essentials.” – Lin Yutang, writer and translator (10 Oct 1895-1976)

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Seasons Shift In Meaning

Seasons Shift In Meaningby Michael DoyleIn times filled with doubt and questionOne certainty stands without hesitationThat as the seasons shift in meaningThese changes influence every human beingHearts break on the shores of coincidenceIn this time seemingly devoid of justiceAs phases … Continue reading

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