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Father In A Modern World
Father In A Modern Worldby Michael DoyleBeing a father who is generationally removedLeaves very little feeling that life has improved. The world is spinning, and it feels blurredWhen I think of the changes that have occurred.I watch my daughters rooting … Continue reading
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Tagged Aspiration, Believe, Blur, Broken Nations, Career, Change, Choice, Cradle, Daugvhters, Father, Feelling, Generationally Removed, Improved, Life, Modern World, Occur, Poetry and Poems, Relationship, Spin, Struggle, Voice, World
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It Hardly Counted
It Hardly Counted by Michael DoyleIn all my time in the dreadful warI felt certain of something moreA lot of horrible things occurredLooking back they’ve all blurredThese horrors handled with graceAre the worst, most of us faceTo know that man’s … Continue reading
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Tagged Amount, Blur, Certain, Conflict, Cost, Count, Desipte, Die, Effort, Empty Hero, Endure, Eyes, Face, Feeling, Friends, Grace, Hell, Horror, Hurt Full, In the End, Inflict, Less Than Zero, Lifetime, Man's Inhumanity To Man, Memory, Mirror, More, Needed, Occur, Others, Poetry and Poems, Recognize, Rhyme, Shell, Time, Trouble, Truth, War, Why
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On Which Life Depends
On Which Life Dependsby Michael DoyleWe play games aimed to pleaseAs we touch and you teaseShowing me your personal spacesAnd touching me with your tracesThese linger inside my mindYours is the touch that I’ve wanted to findI am in a … Continue reading
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Tagged Action, Begins, Blur, Close, Connection, Depends, Emotions, Ends, Everything, Explore, Fear, Feelings, Forget-Me-Nots, Games, Heat, Life, Linger, Melt, Mind, Night, Paces, Passion, Personal Spaces, Please, Poetry and Poems, Practicality, Presence, Reflection, Sensuality, Stumble, Summer, Tease, Touch, Traces, Understanding, Walk Through
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A Story’s End
A Story’s Endby Michael DoyleA story must be told through its endHowever little we think that we can defendAs the hero struggles to free himself from chainsWhile holding onto the dreams of the morning rainsIt’s hard to cut through the … Continue reading
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Tagged Anger and Fear, Attendant Lies, Blur, Chains, Charade, Cut, Defend, Dreams, End, Grow, Hero, Hidden Road, Humanity, Ignorance, Maturity, Morning Rains, Offense, Paid In Full, Pain, Poetry and Poems, Pretense, Security, Story, Struggle, Think, Tired Eyes, Travel, Truth
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Thoughts On A September Morn
Thoughts On A September Mornby Michael DoyleYou can feel it in the airA discernable sense of changeAs you take in the world with careAnd watch the leaves rearrangeSummer comes to its endAs Autumn starts to beginEven before leaves start to … Continue reading
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Tagged Air, Apple Orchard, Autumn, Begin, Bicycle Rider, Blend, Blur, Call, Care, Change, Chili, Cider, Descend, End, Fall, Feel, Football Season, Fuzzy Memories, Glass, Halloween, Handy, Heaven, Hill, Kids, Leaves, Long Lost Friend, Ninth, Pick, Poetry and Poems, Pumpkin's Cand, Rearrange, Reason, Scarecrows, School Year, Seasons, Sense, September Morn, Seven, Sky, Snuggles, Spices, Stove, Summer, Sun Sets, Sunflower, Thought, Thoughts, Trail, Treasure Trove, Treat, Tricks, World
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The True Test
The True Testby Michael DoyleThere’s a tear that comesWhen your soul diesAs you watch your loveSlip from life, and you cryWe had edged to eternityStanding there forehead to foreheadNow nothing will return her to meUntil I, too, am deadI promised … Continue reading
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Tagged Blur, Bridge, Call, Catch Her Fall, Cry, Dead, Die, Eternity, Flowers, Forehead, Grave, Grief, Heartbreak Ridge, Love, Poetry and Poems, Return, Slip, Soul, Spirit, Tear, True Test
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The Spin of the Win, …Again
The Spin of the Win, ..Againby Michael DoyleOh the spin, the spinThe spin masters spinTurning America’s lossInto some kind of winOh the spin, the spinThe spin masters spinTrying to turn what should be a lossInto a political winMistaking the wrong … Continue reading
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Tagged Adulterous Woman, America, American People, Begin, Betrayal, Blur, Brutally, Burr, Clarity, Condoned, Conviction, Crime, Cringe, Game, Game Is on, Ides of March, Invincibility, Legality, Loss, Miss, Pardoned, Poetry and Poems, Political Win, Pretense, Self-Aware, Sense, Shame, Spin, Stoned, Teflon Don, Tenuous Legal Theory, Thought, Trash Talk, Unpredictability, Win
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The Spiderhead of Practiced Madness
The Spiderhead of Practiced Madnessby Michael DoyleForced into our darkest compulsionsWe have no sense but to feel revulsionSlipped needle holds its riddle darklyThe truths revealed are shown starklyThe spider’s head feels so libertineUntil examined for what it really meansInjected in … Continue reading
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Tagged Arcane Science, Bingo Card, Blur, Choice, Compulsion, Conscience, Harshness, Libertine, Madness, Means, Poetry and Poems, Remember, Revealed, Revulsion, Riddle, Self-Darkness, Slipped Needle, Spiderhead, Stark, Still Voice, Tripping Point, Truth, Win Or Lose
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A Mix Inside the Mix
A Mix Inside the Mixby Pure Love and Michael Romani Look inside the mirrorWhat you see is only surfaceTo believe it is to be in errorAnd only see the face Inside every line is the traceOf a life lived in … Continue reading
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Tagged Believe, Blur, Crossed Lines, Embrace, Error, Experience, Face, Grace, Inside, Life, Living Trace, Look, Memories, Mirror, Mix, Places, Poetry and Poems, See, Songs, Surface, Trace
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