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Dark Matters
Dark Mattersby Michael DoyleYou were my bright tomorrowNow all I have is my sorrowAnd I’ve only myself to blamePlease don’t look at me in my shameFeelings bubbled up in troubleI opened my mouth, now its doubleI can barely see through … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Anxiety and Doubt, Blame, Boxed Up, Brave Face, Bubbled, Collections, Confess, Creep, Dark Matters, Deep, Double, Dramatic, Fears, Feelings, Fight My Way, Fix, Heart, Imperfections, Lost, Mess, Mouth, My Friend, Myself, Pain, Poetry and Poems, Post-Traumatic, Pushed You Away, Quiet, See, Shame, Sorrow, Sorry, Spilled Out, Stay, Surface, Tears, Tidal Wave, Tomorrw, Trouble, Yesterday
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Waters of Life
Waters of Lifeby Michael DoyleNavigating the waters of lifeFrom dreams of others comes lateThe sacrifices are not in vainFor the dreams and nightmares on the mainTo open one’s eyes and seeThe rebirth needed for eternityDreaming of the endless nightThe one … Continue reading
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Tagged Abel, Answers, Avarice, Battle Flag, Blame, Blood, Cain, Days, Death, Dreams, Dreams and Nightmares, Endless Night, Eternal Quest, Eternity, Eyes, Fallen Glory, Fell, Found, Future, Go Wrong, Hell, Immortality, Know, Life, Light, Lucifer, Main, Morning, Murder, Murders, Navigate, Pride, Rain, Ravens, Rebirth, Sacrifice, See, Sight, Story, Tale, Talons, Tangled Web, Three, Vain, Victim, Waking World, Waters
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Thought For the Day: To the Extent That the West Is To Blame At All For the Ills of the Third World It Is To the Extent That the West Created Marx and His Successors
“To the extent that the West is to blame at all for the ills of the Third World it is to the extent that the West created Marx and his successors, among whom must be numbered many of those who … Continue reading
Posted in Thought For the Day
Tagged Blame, Extent, Ills, Margaret Thatcher, Marx, Post-War Years, Sucessors, The West, Third World, Thought For the Day
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Road Tripping
Road Trippingby Michael DoyleIn a long history of driving placesFilled with love and smiling facesWe took it up to a whole new levelWhere boredom was the only DevilIt’s all in about that sort of journeyOn our way to the edges … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged America, Better, Blame, Boredom, Broken Shame, Capability, Care of Broken Persons, Case, Choices, Comfort Zones, Concept Without Context, Conflcts, Containers, Deceive, Declarative, Destination, Detection, Devil, Drink, Driving Places, Earth, Edges of Eternity, Embrace, Endless Smile, Equal In Weight, Excitement, Experience, Faith of Promises, Flaws, Goodness, Goodness and Mercy, Grace, Hard Work, Harvest, Hearts, Heaven, History, Holiness, Hope, Incitement, Journey, Justice, Laws, Leaning In, Living Testimony, Living Waters, Loaded Conversation, Love, Managed Shame, Mission Field, Motivation, Narrative, Parsimony, Poetry and Poems, Preference, Receive, Reflected Contemplation, Road Tripping, Rrevealed, Samaria, Seder, Sending Capacity, Setting Example, Shared Grace, Shield, Smiling Faces, Soul, Standing Apart, Tools, Tread, Truth, Veil, Walk, Way In, Weigh In, Weight, Whole New Level, Worthwhile
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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
Posted in Poetry and Poems
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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A Cry for Uvalde
A Cry for Uvaldeby Michael DoyleSomewhere beyond a world of feelingIs the way of knowing healingThese are the times for being an exampleThe differences made will be ampleFighting not with fists but with prayerPeeling back the onion of life, layer … Continue reading
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Tagged Actions, Alone, Ample, Beautiful Souls, Behind, Belief, Best Fights, Blame, Bullied, Burnt to the Ground, Candlelight, Community, Cornerstone, Cruelly Dealt, Cry, Cuentas, Dead, Differences Made, Dificil, Disease, Dreams, Every Day, Every Single Day, Example, Faces, Faith, Families, Fault Is His, Favorite Songs, Feeling, Felt, Fight the Good Fight, Fighting, Grief, Gut Wrenching Torments, Hand of Lucifer, Healing, Humbled Cry, Hundreds, It Didn't Have To Be His Choice, Knees, Know, La Muerte de Los Ninos, Layer, Lifted A Hand, Lifting Our Voices, Lives, Loss, Love, Loved Ones, Matters, Memories, Mi Apoyo, Momento, Moments, Morning, Mourning, Nation, Night, Not With Fists, Noticia, Onion of Life, Peace, Poetry and Poems, Prayer, Prayers, Question Why, Rebuild, Sabes, Safe, Salvador Ramos, School, Sense, Shakes and Shatters, Shamed, Silently Erected, Sin, So Be It, So It Will Be Done, Sorrow, Survive, Survivor's Guilt, Tears, Thursday, Times, Torture, Traces, Tragedy, Transcend, Trust Falling, Twenty-One Crosses, Used Their Voice, Uvalde, Vigils, Viviendo, Walk, Warnings, Wicked Ways, Wounds, Years
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Thought For the Day: Schools Are Quick To Blame Everyone and Everything But Themselves For the Failures of American Education. To Them, Every Bad Teacher Is the Exception and Every Bad Parent the Rule
“Schools are quick to blame everyone and everything but themselves for the failures of American education. To them, every bad teacher is the exception and every bad parent is the rule.” – Thomas Sowell
The Knife Slipped In
The Knife Slipped In by Michael DoyleWith the surrender of human freedomThe therapeutic class becomes a fiefdomEach criminal a victim of circumstanceSimply put they have become marionettes of happenstanceThose meant to help come to equally defendWith the incomes and career … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Academic Elite, Arguments, Asian-American Achievement, Bereavement, Blame, Blind Eye, Bureaucratic Price, Citizens, Civil Society Understood, Colorless Technocrats, Conditions, Constantly Forgiving, Criminal, Daily Stresses of Living, Defend, Depend, Endless Cycle, Fate, Fault, Fiefdom, Government, Happenstance, Help, Human Freedom, Incomes and Career, Justification, Knife, Lawless Conensus, Marionettes, Mask, Mentality, Mother, Partisan, Pass, Passivity, Permanent Wards, Pessimism, Philosophical Decomposition, Poetry and Poems, Politicians, Reactivsm, Receptivity, Reduced to Subjets, Removed, Responsibility, Risk and Liberty, Role, Self-Confessed, Self-Interest, Self-Serving, Serfs, Simple Advice, Slipped, Speech and Freedom, Spooned Out Good, Surrender, Therapeutic Class, Towards, Underclass, Vapid Rationalization, Victim of Circumstance, Victimhood, View, Virtual Cuckoo's Nest, Virtue, Virtue Signaling, Welfare State, Will
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A Dance of Fate
A Dance of Fateby Michael DoyleLife is more than merely fateIt is never really too lateTo realize that we have choicesLifted up in our true voicesIf only we might chooseNo longer allowing life to abuseExamining what we might refuseAnd refusing … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Abuse, Blame, Blindness, Chance, Choices, Choose, Choosing, Churn, Circumstance, Collide, Confuse, Dance, Decisions, Depth, Destinies, Discern, Examine, Fate, Fault, Frame, Glance, Happenstance, Hard To Realize, Late, Life, Make, Mere, Ocean, Paths, Poetry and Poems, Possible, Refuse, Ride, Rush, Shoulder, Subtle, Take, The Past, Troubled, True Voices
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Inseparable
Inseparableby Michael DoyleA black orphanGrown to be an honest intellectualChild of the Jim Crow SouthHe sought after what’s effectualEmancipation is what makes America uniqueThe 1619 ProjectIs one of breathtaking ignoranceSlavery does notAnd did not bring prosperityAnd the fight against this … Continue reading
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Tagged America, Backward, Better, Black Orphan, Blame, Bravery, Breathtaking Ignorance, Child, Effectual, Emancipation, Fight, Fingers, First Step, Forward, Future, Honest Intellectual, Inseparable, Intellectual Honesty, Jim Crow South, Joint Legacy, Married, Outlier, Poetry and Poems, Popularity, Prosperity, Reality, Reconcile, Rhetoric, Slavery, Solutions, Sought, The 1619 Project, Together, Truth, Unique, Worse
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ALOHA PROMISES FOREVER 