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Remembering Prince

Remembering Princeby Michael DoyleI remember listening to a nightingale singSomewhere in Europe and just about springAnd thinking about things dismissed in hasteA lot of which was only my imagined wasteOne of these was Prince, dead at fifty-sevenDid find his way … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: Poetry Is the Art of Creating Imaginary Gardens With Real Toads

“Poetry is the art of creating imaginary gardens with real toads.” -Marianne Moore, poet (15 Nov 1887-1972) — Marianne Moore was a poetess nominated for a Nobel Prize in Literature based on her use of formal innovation, precise diction, irony, … Continue reading

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Never Want To Say Good Night

Never Want To Say Good Nightby Michael DoyleThe bossa nova moved us to the dance floorWith the Brazilian beat, we couldn’t ignoreMy plunging heart was flown in from aboveEvery moment spent with you calls me to loveThe shine in your … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: Silence Is Only Frightening To People Who Are Compulsively Verbalizing

“Silence is only frightening to people who are compulsively verbalizing.” – William S. Burroughs, The Job Interviews With William S. Burroughs — In all his phases and evolutions, William S. Burroughs was perhaps more radical than most of the Beat … Continue reading

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Wondering About My Errors

Wondering About My Errorsby Michael DoyleI have been looking in the mirrorRevisiting all my errorsI have been thinking about the pastAll the beliefs that didn’t lastThe Devil visits my mindShowing ruins that I left behindBurning bridges to yesterdayIt seems so … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: The Only Advice Anybody Can Give Is, If You Wanna Be A Writer, Keep Writing. And Read All You Can, Read Everything

“The only advice anybody can give is, if you wanna be a writer, keep writing. And read all you can, read everything.” – Stan Lee

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Pass the Torch (This Revolution Is Over)

Pass the Torch (This Revolution Is Over)by Michael DoyleOver the course of many stolid yearsI have listened to a tsunami of tearsOver how socialism turned chevere to chimboThe Land of Grace defiled blow by blowThe Land of the Orchids and … Continue reading

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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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In Pursuit of Great Expectations

In Pursuit of Great Expectationsby Michael DoyleI love the way you love meThe way that it makes me feelIt helps me find the abilityTo make it through and keep things realShining like a beacon of lightIt’s you that gets me … Continue reading

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The Click Inside the Moment

The Click Inside the Momentby Michael DoyleStrangers showboating the skillsProbably don’t have the thrillsThey talk about so profuselyThese things shouldn’t be said looselyStill, we come into the roomWith exploding feelings that loomAnd I know that your pros outweigh your consUntil … Continue reading

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