Tag Archives: Bittersweet

The Memory Is Bittersweet

The Memory Is Bittersweetby Michael DoyleI wish I could erase the darkness I have feltThat somehow, some way, I could escape the hand dealtAll the good and the bad that makes us who we areLeaves me wishing forlorn on that … Continue reading

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In Healing Hymn

In Healing Hymnby Michael DoyleTo be human is to fantasizeMore than can be seen with naked eyesWorried about what ghouls might beAfter death’s last-breath tragedyWe keep our eyes on what is nextAnd all the riddles that do connectCaught in our … Continue reading

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A Mother’s Wrath (A Ghost Story)

A Mother’s Wrath (A Ghost Story)by Michael DoyleFor her, forever started in 1673With what once was a happy familyA child was left alone wanderingWith love disturbed and ,wonderingFor three hundred yearsLost inside a veil of tearsThere is no safety in … Continue reading

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Halloween: Daughters of Salem

Daughters of Salemby Michael DoyleIn the misted realm of nightmaresBeyond the screens of our daily careThe daughters of Salem tossIn their graveyards of the crooked crossHidden tears masked by blood stainsThat cannot wash away with the cold rainsIs the fear … Continue reading

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Something Somehow Selfish Worn

Based in part on 1 Cor.10:31: Something Somehow Selfish Worn by Michael Doyle There is something selfish in loving the Lord Because He loves us and we’re looking forward To that fellowship we feel here and up above And know … Continue reading

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In A Place of Longing

Based in part on Augustine’s Enchiridion: In A Place of Longing by Michael Doyle I suppose there’s no sense in prolonging Stating that the gist of life is belonging The rumor has it that its in what we love And … Continue reading

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Triumphal Entry (Palm Sunday 2020)

Na/GloPoWriMo 2020, Day 5 is Palm Sunday! Challenging, really challenging prompt today.  20 separate components: “Our (optional) prompt for today is one that we have used in past years, but which I love to come back to, because it so … Continue reading

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A Pale Death

Halloween Poem #17: A Pale Death by Michael Romani The end of days descends Like a fog from hell that ascends On us all a thick as it can be As we dance away our sanity Lilith asks for one … Continue reading

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Dignity of Being

On the dignity of being that says all has its place and there is no such thing as not being good enough.  We are all either exactly what God intends us to be or finding our way to this. Dignity … Continue reading

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The Very Best of Something

Out there in the Hundred Acre Woods, there are a lot of tales to be told.  Some happy and filled with joy.  Some are bittersweet such as the feelings that come at childhood’s end… The Very Best of Something by … Continue reading

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