Tag Archives: Words

What’s Your Story?

What’s Your Story?by Michael DoyleTell me, please, of the gloryThat opens up your storyLeaving behind the ninety-nineFor the inheritance that is mineDoing that riotous livingNeeding more than a little forgivingFeeling more than unworthyBrother, you are no lesser than meAt least, … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: Words, When Written, Crystallize History, Their Very Structure Gives Permanence To the Unchangeable Past

“Words, when written, crystallize history; their very structure gives permanence to the unchangeable past.” – Francis Bacon, essayist, philosopher, and statesman (1561-1626)

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What’s In A Poem But Words

What’s In A Poem But Wordsby Michael DoyleWhat’s in a poem but words you sayThey can be written in many a wayAll it takes is the heart behind the thoughtsAnd to feel the flow of the shoulds and oughtsWhen you … 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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Thought For the Day: The Bitterest Tears Shed Over Graves Are For Words Left Unsaid and Deeds Left Undone

“The bitterest tears shed over graves are for words left unsaid and deeds left undone.” – Harriet Beecher Stowe, abolitionist and novelist (14 Jun 1811-1896)

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Books Read Throughout Life

Books Read Throughout Lifeby Michael DoyleIn a repeated mantra of lifeIn all the things we have soughtThere is the truth reflectedIn lessons accidentally taughtIn this and all stages of lifeWe find it’s worth another lookTo sit and quietly curl upWith … Continue reading

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Na/GloPoWriMo #30: While By Rhyme We Say Goodbye

Na/GloPoWriMo #30: While By Rhyme We Say Goodbyeby Michael DoyleMoving ever towardBy inching forwardIn a sideways slideWhere up tells down to hideLife becomes its hide and seekThough we remain afraid to speakWords we really want to sayThe truths that get … Continue reading

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Na/GloPoWriMo #29: From This Side of the Window

Na/GloPoWriMo #29: From This Side of the Windowby Michael DoyleThere was a time as a younger manWhen life excited me as it no longer canThat I would climb up into that buildingA hotel in which bargains were no longer yieldingThe … Continue reading

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Na/GloPoWriMo #27: In A Cemetery Obscure

Na/GloPoWriMo #27: In A Cemetery Obscureby Michael DoyleToday’s walkFilled with historyFootsteps fallenIn the silent cemeteryMelancholy and forlornThis modern world Needs some of the ringlornTo realize, everyday is a questHarmless decision pointsLead to the agnosthesiaWords spoken and unspokenHold their forms of … Continue reading

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