Tag Archives: Wonder

That Works For Me

That Works For Meby Michael DoyleShooting photos from a different perspectiveIs easy, fun and a bit magically reflectiveSeagulls flying around the statue’s baseAnd twilight falls giving its new embraceSo many things seen all of the timeNothing hard in finding the … Continue reading

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Ghosts of A Daddy’s Duty

Ghosts of A Daddy’s Dutyby Michael DoyleSpent the weekendHoping for the GodsendThat of finding a ghostOr, at least making the mostOf finding a haunted houseQuiet like a church mouseCreeping around a shadow’s homeWondering if we are aloneWe didn’t find any … Continue reading

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A Good Feeling About…

A Good Feeling About…by Michael DoyleIt looks like we’re in for nasty weatherGod knows that you and I deserve betterPlotted courses are always subject to changeIt’s the simple way of life and nothing strangerSpin offs and rip offs serve to … Continue reading

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Learning To Do the Math

2nd poem from the work shop: Learning To Do Math by Michael Doyle She spoke eloquently of her calculations While I sat mystified; musing on the math That is found in music and in so much art Wondering how it … Continue reading

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Lessons of Sadie Hawkins

Life in its myriad of dances has it’s meaning sometimes coming in multiples of delusion… Lessons of Sadie Hawkins by Michael Doyle Sock hop memories wake the school Where twists in plot are the rule All of life is filtered … Continue reading

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To Keep the Sacred Near

A look at life’s lessons. To Keep the Sacred Near by Michael Doyle Life thrusts us into situations Thigh deep in aggravations But then there’s a lesson even in that One felt deep even if you’re not an empath Another … 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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Ohio River Driven

Poem based on Part I of a scenic drive taken along the Indiana towns along the Ohio River.  Part II will be today, probably. 🙂 Ohio River Driven by Michael Doyle Two hour drive to catch a bit of history … Continue reading

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Shrunken Jesus

It’s a paradox really… Shrunken Jesus by Michael Doyle We trust as we say with our might Believing as we will in truth and light That Jesus has the power to save our souls Then in whispers we wonder at … Continue reading

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Waking Up Alone

Didn’t Bowie set it out for us well?  Time may and does change us.  But, we cannot change time.  Why do realize that when we are young.  Then so many of us lose sight of this as we grow older … Continue reading

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