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The Pleasures of the Kill
The Pleasures of the Killby Michael DoyleTo be a vampire is to live a very long time.You can spend this time in venal pleasure or sublime.But either way, it is a counting of thousands of days,And this time is best … Continue reading
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Tagged Blood, Breath, Days, Death, Eternal Life, Hunt, Jealously, Kill, Poetry and Poems, Sin, The Devil, Time, Vampire, Word
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A Soldier Thinks On War and Peace
A Soldier Thinks On War and Peaceby Michael DoyleSantayana told a soldier’s life was true,When in a soliloquy written as if for you,He reminded us that only the dead have seen war end.The rest of us? We will fight on, … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Blind, Blood, Cost, Dead, Demoted, Eyes, Fight, General, Glor, Hell, History, Language Fail, Left Behind, Lost, Military, Mine, Moonshine, Poetry and Poems, Promoted, Reach, Rifle, Santayana, Sherman, Soldier, Soliloquy, Speech, Spoonful of Glory, Stumble, Think, Tuth, War, War and Peace, War's End, Whisper
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Thought For the Day: The Earth Does Not Belong To Man, Man Belongs To the Earth. All Things Are Connected Like the Blood That Unites Us All
“The earth does not belong to man, man belongs to the earth. All things are connected like the blood that unites us all. Man did not weave the web of life, he is merely a strand in it. Whatever he … Continue reading
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Tagged Blood, Chief Seattle, Connection, Earth, Mankind, Strand, Thought For the Day, Unity, Weave, Web of Lifee
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Saying Nothing In Times of Troubles
Saying Nothing In Times of Troublesby Michael DoyleThe only certainty is it doublesTo be silent in times of troublesAt least, Irish history revealsHow false belief in God stealsThe soul of a broken nationThat is riveting in its salvationThat never quite … Continue reading
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Tagged Anxiety, Atrocity, Blind World, Blood, Broken Nation, Certainty, Chance, Circumstance, Collective Ideoloy, Complexity, Confession, Confident, Conflict, Confusion, Culture's Obsession, Curse, Discern, Disillusion, Divided Nation, Doubles, End, Eye For Eye, Feeling, Fight, Friends, God, Healing, Heroes, History, Holy Ghost, Individual Responsibility, Irish History, Lack of Forgiveness, Lean, Lessons, Lie, Living Novel, Mankind, Misdeed, Moral Conflict, Mud, Mystery, Numb, Passion, Peace, Poetry and Poems, Pray, Procession, Pure Drama, Salvation, Say Nothing, Scenes, Silent, Simplicity, Soul, Times of Troubles, Transcend, Trauma, Travesty, Truth, Villains, Why, Wrong, Wrong Convictions
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In the Shadows
In the Shadowsby Michael DoyleThe beginning was an image of allA modern miracle held in mystified aweUntil life’s illusion lost its intensityAnd the desire for death grew in complexityThe face of horror pulls at mankindAs though in this darkness we … Continue reading
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Tagged All, Angst, Audience, Awe, Beginning, Big Bang, Blood, Book of Satan, Charmingly Perverse, Children of the Night, Claw, Complexity, Creation and Destruction, Damnation, Darkness, Death, Desires, Diabolical Forces, Eternal Punishment, Face of Horror, Fear, Gasp, Good and Evil, Halloween, Image, Imagination, Immorality, Intensity, Joined, Leaves, Life's Illusion, Mankind, Mephisto, Metropolis, Mirrored Twin, Modern Miracle, Need, Night, Persevere, Plays For Laughs, Poetry and Poems, Power of Light, Protection, Proximity, Read, Rise, Rotting Glory, Salvation, Shadow, Shadows, Spirit of Darkness, Story, Substance, Talisman, Tears, The Crucifix, Together, Tread, Universe
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Second Chance Poker
Second Chance Pokerby Michael DoyleYou don’t truly knowWhat it’s like to live hollowHaving nowhere to goLiving in a jail cell’s shadowClinging to who you used to beSilently hoping for your dignityFeeling like your honor is goneIs this life worth going … Continue reading
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Tagged Blood, Chase, Cling, Comedy, Dignity, Disguise, Disintegration, Eyes, Fire, Grief, Hollow, Imagination, Indignation, Innocence, Jail, Killer, Life, Mud, Noose, Poetry and Poems, Poker, Relief, Rolling Up, Second Chance, Sorrow, Soul, Tears, Time, Tomorrow, Tragedy, Violence
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First Principles: Let the American Youth Never Forget, That They Possess A Noble Inheritance, Bought By the Toils, and Sufferings and Blood of Their Ancestors
“Let the American youth never forget, that they possess a noble inheritance, bought by the toils, and sufferings, and blood of their ancestors; and capacity, if wisely improved, and faithfully guarded, of transmitting to their latest posterity all the substantial … Continue reading
First Principles: We Have Salt In Our Blood, In Our Sweat, In Our Tears. We Are Tied To the Ocean.
“It is an interesting biological fact that all of us have in our veins the exact same percentage of salt in our blood that exists in the ocean, and, therefore, we have salt in our blood, in our sweat, in … Continue reading
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Tagged America's Cup Dinner, Biological Fact, Blood, First Principles, Going Back, John F. Kennedy, Ocean, Sail, Salt, Same Percentage, Sea, Sweat, Tears, Tied, Veins, Watch
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On Bended Knee
On Bended Kneeby Michael DoyleOn bended knee, I see the memoryOf the day and the costI watched you let it beGiving it your dignityIt’s hard to add the costMaking it worseIs I know that bullet was mineIt had my nameBleeding … Continue reading
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Tagged Across, American Liberty, Bended Knee, Blame, Bleeding, Blood, Breath, Bullet, Choose, Cost, Cry, Days, Death, Define, Depend, Dignity, End, Expend, Fight and Die, Forgive, Friends, Full Price, Hard, Hope, Indignantly, Integrity, Lives, Measure, Memory, Mine, Mistakes, Moments, My Name, Nation, Obligation, Poetry and Poems, Politicians, Pray, Protect and Defend, Refuse, Speak, Taken For Granted, The Cost, Toil, Treasure, Verse, Watch, Why, Worse, Your Death
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The Secret Woes of Regret
The Secret Woes of Regretby Michael DoyleKept silence about better daysAre still remembered for the better waysWe once so happily lived inBefore the days of blood and drunken sinsWe clean the ship’s hull on the beachTo gain that extra knot … Continue reading
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Tagged Attention, Beach, Better Days, Better Way, Better Ways, Blind, Blood, Breach, Dead Men, Died, Dread, Dreams, Drunken Sins, Fair Weather, Faith, False Promises, Forget, Friends, Gamble, Gold, Happy, Honor, Integrity, Intention, Knot, Legendary, Lied, Life, Loss, Men, Misdeed, Mystic Power, November's Rain, Pain, Pirate, Pirates, Plunder, Poetry and Poems, Prevails, Ramble, Regret, Remember, Require, Secret, Ship's Hull, Silence, Strong Wind, Suffering, Tales, Tears, Truth, Woe, Yesterday
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