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A Void of Emptiness
A Void of Emptinessby Michael DoyleApproaching the study of the edges of space Has only begun as technology sets the paceFor the time, it must be studied in deferenceAs it is a humbling, character-building experienceThe stars we watch are like … Continue reading
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Tagged Alive, Alone, Anguish, Approach, Bell Jars, Better Angels, Beyond, Bleak, Bond, Breathing, Burn, Character Building, Choose, Compelling, Conversations, Crash, Cruelty, Decontamination, Deference, Distant Stars, Ebb and Flow, Edge, Emptiness, Envy, Essence, Experience, Fail, Fear, Flow, Forest, Happiness, Heads, Hear, Heirs Apparent, Human Heart, Humbling, Hurt, Imagination, Intrude, Jealousy, Know, Learn, Loneliness, Love One Another, Made of Stone, Making Friends, Moments, Mortals, Moving Sea, Muddy Waters, Need, One Another, Others, Ourselves, Ovens, Overwhelming, Pangs, Poetry and Poems, Promise, Shore, So Much Love, Soul Revealing, Space, Stars, Strive, Study, Suffering, Sum, Swear, Taking Form, Technology, Transparent, Trees, Vanity, Voice, Void, Voyage, Watch, Watch Back, Waves, Wear, Wore, Worn
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Time Tumbles
Time Tumblesby Michael DoyleTime Tumbles in its own jagged wayThis February is given a 29th dayCalled out special as a leap yearFor myself, it’s a cause to cheerIs it four years or passing as oneThat my work life has been … Continue reading
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Tagged 2020, 29, Bringing Beauty, Burn, Celebration, Chance, Cheer, Chemicals, Choose Life, Days, Decision, Doing My Duty, Done, February, Flavored Water, Focus, Foolish Dream, Four Years, Four Years Out, Gift, Good, Hole, Jagged Way, Leap Year, Loving One Another, Mind-Numbing, Mindless Minion, Most of My Life, Numbered Days, One, Other Ways, Photography, Poetic Device, Poetic Line, Poetry, Poetry and Poems, Process, Quick, Recall, Remind, Retire, Seams, Serving Others, Special, Suffice, Time Tumbles, Toast, Together, Valentine, Walking Sick, Won, Work Life, Would
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Against All Hope
Against All Hopeby Michael DoyleAll alone, by myselfI searched on the shelfFor the words to knowJust how I might growTo start over in this testTo come through with the restIn a crash of my identityI lived my life renewing sincerityThere … Continue reading
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Tagged Against, Alone, Attention, Burn, Come Through, Conspire, Corrupt, Crash, Crowd, Fake, Fire, Fools, Grow, Hope, Humanity, Humility, Identity, Know, Lie, Look Down, Lost, Madness, Mean, Meek, Mercy, Outcasts, Poetry and Poems, Pretension, Search, Self, Shelf, Sincerity, Test, Truth, Unaware, Vanity, Weakest Length, Weakness, Words
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Left Behind
Left Behindby Michael DoyleThere is a coziness to all our liesWhispers the darkness in this monster’s eyesThere is peace in settling the scoreVengeance knows the warmth of its pourLike a blended whiskey that burns down slowSo is our lack of … Continue reading
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Tagged Alienation, Angel, Anger, Awareness, Beginning, Blended Whiskey, Brimstone and Sulfur, Burn, Cause, Consciousness, Cozy, Creation, Cure, Darkness, Death, Descendants, Design, Desire, Dream, Dwell, Equal, Escape, Exist, Eyes, Fight, Fractional Lineage, Fumbles, Future, God's Favor, God's Will, Heaven's Door, Hell, Humanity, Hunger, Imagination, Isolation, Jesus, Know, Lack of Wisdom, Law, Left Behind, Lesser Beings, Lies, Linear Time, Little More, Living God, Lucifer, Misguided Past, Monster, Odds, Pain, Peace, Pentinents, Persist, Perverse, Poetry and Poems, Pour, Pride, Purgatory, Reincarnation, Requisite Saor, Rest, Satan, Score, Self-Created, Selfishness, Sin, Slow, Sorrow, Soul, Spiritual Synapses, Sublime, Subtle, Suffer, Test, Time, Universe, Vengeance, Warmth, Whisper, Win
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Thought For the Day: Fear of Serious Injury Cannot Alone Justify Suppression of Free Speech and Assembly
“Fear of serious injury cannot alone justify suppression of free speech and assembly. Men feared witches and burned women. It is the function of speech to free men from the bondage of irrational fears.” – Justice Louis D. Brandeis (1856-1941)
A Hymn For A Winter’s Day
A Hymn For A Winter’s Dayby Michael DoyleLeaning by the firesidePutting away my vain prideFear is not my wayI’ll follow the Lord in all my daysGod’s house is my dwellingGod’s love is my true ceilingAs I find my heart in … Continue reading
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Tagged Alone, Burn, Ceiling, Darkest Day, Day, Days, Death, Dwelling, Fear, Fireside, Follow, God's House, Heart, Him, History, Humanity, Hymn, Jesus, Joy, King, Lean, Light, Lord, Love, Moments, Naigate, Not My Way, Poetry and Poems, Pray, Pride, Put Away, Rolled Away, Savior, Silent, Sing, Stars, Stay, Stone, The Lord, Victory, Winter's Day
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These Are the Days of Us
Dedicated to my youngest daughter who I very dearly love and very nearly lost two years ago today… These Are the Days of Usby Michael DoyleThese are the days of usI learned this from a childWho gave this wisdom becauseThis … Continue reading
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Tagged ABCs, All the Things, Ascendant, Because, Beguile, Belief, Blame, Burn, Child, Days of Us, Discern, Dreams, Each Other, Faith and Love, Favor, Fist, Fit, Glove, God, Hate, Important, Learrn, Matters, Meaning, My Student, One Another, One Lesson, Play, Poetry and Poems, Put Aside, Real Love, Reprise, Shame, Teach, Theme, Wisdom
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Coming Back Again
Coming Back Againby Michael DoyleIn the killing schoolI met my limits and wonThat is life’s only ruleTo never be done – There’s a storm insideThat burns like a fireSomewhere beyond the walls of prideIt flows like a river of desirePushing … Continue reading
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Tagged Again, Beyond, Blackest Night, Blocking Out, Burn, Capable, Coming Back, Desire, Determination, Edge, End, Eyes, Feelings, Fight, Find, Fire, Gain, Inside, Killing School, Ledge, Life, Limits, Moving Beyond, Never Be Done, Only Rule, Pain, Poetry and Poems, Possible, Pride, Prize, Push, River, Storm, Sunrise, Walk
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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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Tagged Arrogance, Bittersweet, Blasphemy, Breath, Burn, Bury, Climb, Conceal, Courage, Cure, Death, Desceration, Die, Dream, Endure, Fadeaway, Faithlessness, Fantasize, Flowers, Fluidity, Ghouls, God, Grave, Grow, Heal, Health and Sickness, Heart, Heartbreak, Heaven's Gate, Hesitation, Human, Hymn, Know, Lives, Lullaby, Measure, Memories, Mortal Love, Mountain, Mourn, Mystic, Naked Eyes, Offense, Pockets of Desolation, Poetry and Poems, Pursue, Question, Remembered, Resurrection, Riddles, Sacred Reason, Save, Sin, Sorrow, Sympathy, Timid Souls, Tomorrow, Tragedy, Treasure, Yesterday
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