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Pages Turn (The Night We Watched The Notebook)

Pages Turn (The Night We Watched the Notebook)by Michael DoyleTogether in each other’s heart,You wanted to watch a movie.We did our best, and each did our best partYou picked one to see how it would move me.A summer spark with … Continue reading

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What Do Critics Know?

What Do Critics Know?by Michael DoyleCritics are those with little ability,Often bashing those with greater capability.While the talented few find their success good,It’s a confusing arrangement seldom understood.Those without skill find talent self-indulgent,And seldom suffer to give others acknowledgment.Unimaginative translates … Continue reading

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Walls That Sing

Walls That Singby Michael DoyleChords splash down the hallwaysReminding me of my earliest days.All the records with wings on,They don’t require another time zone.Leading the procession down the crosswalk,They were bent over in the doubletalk.Walking back into the places called … Continue reading

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Paradox Is the Puzzle

Paradox Is the Puzzleby Michael DoyleIf we understood the meaning of homeWe’d know that DNA means we’re never alone.We are made in the image of those above,Very few of whom truly believe in love.We were born from death and annihilation.Does … Continue reading

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Indiana’s Waters

Indiana’s Watersby Michael DoyleIndiana first greeted me with a rainy season.It lasted about sixty days and tried my reason.Patiently, I’ve explored this place and its stops.There’s so much to see between the velvet raindrops.The backroads are filled with flowered beauty,And … Continue reading

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Heaviness Sighs

Heaviness Sighsby Michael DoyleLife’s heaviness must dissipateBefore it becomes life’s fate.A little lightness never hurts anyone.Experiments made might still be fun.One likes to believe in music’s freedom,And that things might be permanent, if but seldom.It is played out with great … Continue reading

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Touching On Rush

Touching On Rushby Michael DoyleThere on the edge of an unknown stageAre those who’ve escaped life’s cage.They’ve chosen patterns of innovation,Stirred by their warp speed imaginations.Well, now, isn’t that a rush?There is and was magic in their touch.They weren’t here … Continue reading

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Fitting In Comfortably

Fitting In Comfortablyby Michael DoyleBetween bits of laughter, we begin comfortablyIn building what may yet become our family.It isn’t so much the jokes but the easy smiles.They go a long way in logging away the miles.A sip shared, a song … Continue reading

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In Need of Clarity

In Need of Clarityby Michael DoyleYou stumble toward your comfy bedFeeling dazed and abused in your head.It’s been a night of free-flow drinking,And you’re now incapable of thinkingYou dial her number, hoping it’s a mistake,Your last raw nerve feels it’s … Continue reading

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Like My Dream Child

Like My Dream Childby Michael DoyleIt feels chaotic, sight unseen,Falling for another human being.Passion is a burning thing.But for some, a voice adds up to nothing.Love is an awesome journey,As you tell me of your destiny.You say you want what’s … Continue reading

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