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The Queen of Bones Takes Her Throne
The Queen of Bones Takes Her Throneby Michael DoyleTwo children live as sparks of duality,Two sparks born to burn through eternity.The blood and bones entwine with no enmity,Walked past the bewitching hours of mortality.Pagan horrors linger with dark secrets known,These … Continue reading
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Tagged Dark Secrets, Death, Duality, Eternity, Life, Mortaliity, Pagan Horror, Poetry and Poems, Queen of Bones, Seekers, Spark, Throne, Two Children, Woods
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Thought For the Day: He Wanders, Like A Day-Appearing Dream. Through the Dim Wilderness of the Mind; Through the Desert Woods and Tracts
“He wanders, like a day-appearing dream, Through the dim wildernesses of the mind; Through desert woods and tracts, which seem Like ocean, homeless, boundless, unconfined.” – Percy Bysshe Shelley
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Tagged Day-Appearing, Dream, He, Mind, Ocean, Percy Bysshe Shelley, Thought For the Day, Tracts, Wander, Wilderness, Woods
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About A Death
About A Deathby Michael DoyleToday, I watched a show about deathI have to admit, it took away my breathAs I try to write this bit of poetryIt’s weird to think how much it’s hitting meIt’s hard to write with tears … Continue reading
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Tagged About A Death, Abyss, Admit, Alone, Anguish, Breath, Certain, Death, Disguise, Each of Us Starts, Eternity, Eyes, Favorite Human Being, Harder, Hold, Hope, Jaded, Jaded Heart, Lost, Meant, Miss, My Smile, Near, Only Yesterday, Our Woods, Passing Years, Photographs and Memories, Poetry, Poetry and Poems, Puddle of Tears, Real Meaning, Show, Solitude, Stage, Standing Here, Stood, Sum, Talking, Tears, Today, Traces of You, Walking, Weird, Wish, Woods, Words On My Page, World, Write, Yeterday
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Moments Like John Muir
Moments Like John Muirby Michael DoyleSometimes, the city’s too many facesIt makes me dream of faraway placesWhere my heart can fade into the nightTraces of beauty replace blinding lightTimes in the wilderness are best for meSometimes, it’s a matter of … Continue reading
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Tagged Beauty, Best Moments, Blinding Light, Body and Soul, Bouquet, Build, City, Clarity, Cool Streams, Country, Dirt Paths, Doorway, Dream, Face, Faraway Places, Forest, Glens, Good, Good Tidings, Heal, Heart, Hidden Country, Jagged Edge, John Muir, Moments, Mountain Peaks, Mountains, Necessity, Night, Passing Days, Peace, Pines, Play, Poetry and Poems, Pray, Restore, Return, Sanctuary, Scent, Seek, Shaken, Sincerity, Stay, Strife, Stroll, Times, Trace, Unmistaken, Wilderness, Wildflowers, Wilds, Woods
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Thought For the Day: Use the Talents You Possess, For the Woods Would Be A Very Silent Place If No Birds Sang Except the Best
“Use the talents you possess, for the woods would be a very silent place if no birds sang except the best.” – Henry van Dyke, poet (10 Nov 1852-1933)
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Tagged Best, Birds, Henry van Dyke, Possess, Sang, Silent Place, Talents, Thought For the Day, Use, Woods
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You Cannot Hurt Me
You Cannot Hurt Meby Michael DoyleYou cannot hurt meIt’s beyond possibilityI am damaged goodsA babe lost in the woodsOf my own heart, my own mindLike innocence left far behindEvery day I wake up numbed by painAll of my good intentions, … Continue reading
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Tagged Babe, Burnt Down, Damaged Goods, Dead, Demon, Echo, Every Moment Lived, Feel, Good Intentions, Hate Myself, Head, Heart, In Vain, Innocence, Left Behind, Loving, Mind, Mistakes, Never Go Away, Nothing Left, Nothing Left To Say, Numbed, Pain, Plays, Poetry and Poems, Possibility, Savagely, Surreal, Unholy Monster, Wish, Woods, Worth, You Cannot Hurt Me
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Lisa (How To Love A New England Girl)
Lisa (How To Love A New England Girl)by Michael DoyleShe was born a New England girlWith dreams of her own and the leaves in a whirlEvery fall, she knew comfort in her seasonAnd he knew that she made sense beyond … Continue reading
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Tagged Beach, Beautiful Name, Best Place, Beyond Reason, Blame, Boston, Coffees, Comfort, Conversations, Cotton Candy, Dreams, Driven, Dunkin Donuts, Embrace, Enjoy, Every Morning, Fall, Fall Foliage, Flowers, Glad To Be Alive, God, Granite Swimming Holes, Hand-In-Hand, Hard to Resist, Hayrides, Heart, Her Ways, Hoome, Hung Out, Incredible Place, Kaleidoscope, Leaves, Lights, Lips, Lisa, Longfellow Serenade, Love, Love Like hers, Love Like That, Love of Music, Miss, Moon, Music, Never Alone, New England Girl, North Beach, North Conway, Overgrown Surfer Boy, Oyster, Plans Made, Poetry and Poems, Posse, Promised, Reach, Red Hair, Sand, Season, Settler's Green, Shade, Shores, Smart Enough, Songs, Sore Thumb, Splinter, Start, Story Land, Summer, Sunrise, Take the Blame, The Wall, Toes, Tourists, Two Hour Drive, Understand, W.C. Handy, Walking, Warm, Warning, Wicked Slippery, Winter, Wintry, Woods, Worth
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The Magic of Hope, Part I
The Magic of Hope, Part Iby Michael DoyleIn all of the hustled hassleOf a snow-blanketed sense of seasonLife is oft lived like an air-castleFilled with whimsy decorated with reasonA good Christmas is worked uponAnd not just a state-of-mindJust as soon … Continue reading
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Tagged Air-Castle, Approach, Articles, Atomic Particles, Bear, Believing, Best Company, Blessed, Blessing, Bliss, Brave, Busy, Cheerful, Children, Christmas, Company, Cozy, Crisis, Danger, Destination, Elves, End of the Rope, Everywhere, Feet, Floorboards, Forget, Gentle Reminder, Giants, Girl, Half-Forgotten, Happiness, Hassle, Hear, Heart, Incentive, Journey, Knowing, Lost, Lurk, Magic of Hope, Magic of Snow, Making Ends Meet, Miserable, Nestled, Nightmare, Noise, Nordic Forest, Persevere, Place, Poetry and Poems, Poor, Purity, Read, Reason, Reclaim, Regret, Relief, Sacred Quest, Season, Secret Village, Silver Moon, Skies, Snow, Snowing, Speaking Without Words, Special Part, State-of-Mind, Story, Sympathy, Talked, Top Shelves, True Glory, Truth, Tune, Twinkle, Two Kind Words, Universe, Vapors, Walked, Warm Memory, Whimsy, Woods, Year
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