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Tag Archives: Cards
In Loving the Blessed Life
In Loving the Blessed Lifeby Michael DoyleIn every story that’s toldAbout the cards that foldThere is also the breakthroughOf holding strong in all that we doLoving the blessed life that’s givenAnd keeping the promises of being forgivenThis is the hope … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Blessed Life, Breakthrough, Call, Cards, Darkness, End Days, Every Story, Eyes, Fading, Faith, Fold, Forgiven, Given, Harshness, Hearts, His Love, His Name, Holding Strong, Hope, Jesus, Leaned, Light, Live, Love, Poetry and Poems, Promises, Same, Satisfaction, See, Spoken, Thankful, Told
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Searching For Reasons Why
Searching For Reasons Whyby Michael DoyleSearching for wordsThat just won’t comeHoping for a pocketful of miraclesBut finding noneThis is no way to spendThe moments leading to Christmas DayJust hoping for them to endCause they make no difference anywayTake another sip … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Able, Believe, Blues, Cards, Chair, Christmas, Christmas Day, Comfort, Could, Cry, Daughters, David, Die, Difference, Dream, Dreams, Drenched, End, Father, Give, Gone, Good, Half, Happy, Hard, Hearts, Hope, Knocked Back, Lack, Life, Life's Pain, Long, Moments, None, Nudge, Pocketful of Miracles, Poetry and Poems, Pouring Rain, Read, Reasons, Rhyme, Sadness, Seams, Searching, Shoulders, Sip, Snowman, Spend, Stand, Stars, Table, Think, Time, Watch, Why, Without A Reason Why, Words
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Into the Blackest Night
Into the Blackest Nightby Michael DoyleAfter a charlatan’s talk of romanceShuffled by in the cards of chanceFriends from the other side tell the taleHalf past the shaded gates of HellIt seems that games of chance are legendaryAs sleight of hands … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Black Night, Cards, Chance, Charlatan, Color, Dance, Deceive, Devil, Difference, Dotted Line, Fish In the Sea, Freedom, Funds, Games of Chance, Gates of Hell, Green, Hope, Legendary, Masked Ball, Odds, Other Side, Poetry and Poems, Poor Sinner's Hand, Recall, Romance, Shine, Side-Hustle, Sleight of Hand, Spotlight, Tale, Talk, Waltz, Whisper, Wink and A Nod, Wish
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Pragmatic Inferences
Pragmatic Inferencesby Michael DoylePragmatic inferencesHave all the meaningTo communicating As a human beingSystematic rulesTo all that we are sayingLaid outLike cards that we are playingGarden pathsOf quiet accidentShow a mapOf living inside this incidentWe fill out and inOur partial perceptionsBlind … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Accident, Arbitrary Symbols, Blind Spots, Cards, Communicating, Duality, False Reception, Fill In, Garden Paths, Human Being, Incident, Inferences, Laid Out, Map, Meaning, Meanings, Partial Perceptions, Patterns, Play, Poetry and Poems, Pragmatic, Say, Share, Smatterings, Systematic Rules, Trigger
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Slightly Out of Tune
Softly Out of Tuneby Michael DoyleThe piano plays slightly out of tuneThe preacher is drunk, crazy as a loonA voice whispers hello old friendThe bemused look hints at the endLife is one continuing negotiationIt seems a program of collaborationIt is … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Ashes, Bemused, Brave Enough, Cards, Collaboration, Conceal, Dealer, Decisions, Door, Drunk, End, Free Will, Heresy, Illusions, Irony, Life, Loon, Masquerade, Matters, More, Negotiation, Old Friend, Played, Poetry and Poems, Preacher, Regrets, Scorched Earth, Secrets, Skeletons In Closets, Skill Sets, Slight, Tatters, Tune, Victory, Visions of Dreams, Whisper
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Come To the End
Come To the Endby Michael DoyleYou want me to take you seriouslyAs you glare at me furiouslyWith your arms around the guyI caught you with before my replyYou flame me by way of “fuck you” balloonAs I advert my eyes … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Arms, Balloon, Best, Cards, Caught Up, Come To An End, Comedy, Dream, End, Evidence, Fable, Fantasy, Feigned Hurt, Flame, Focus, Furious, Glare, Guy, Heart, Heights, Holding On, Hurt, James Dean, Legendary, Lesson Learned, Majesty, Mean, Mediocrity, Might-Have-Beens, Mind, Poetry and Poems, Relevance, Relevancy, Remember, Reply, Serious, Table, Tragedy, True Friends, True Words, Truth, Verbally Punch, Whens
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Na/GloPoWriMo #15: Played Cards
Na/GloPoWriMo #15: Played Cardsby Michael DoyleMaybe it seems insistentTo be so persistentIn finding time an illusionWhile we all seek our absolutionOur veins beg for transfusionCued as it were by life’s confusionDespite being a fancy dancerAnd at moments, a romancerWe all … Continue reading
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Tagged Absolution, Agonized, Alarm, All of My Life, All That Is Left, Alone, Astride, Bring Any Good, Cancer, Cards, Charm, Chase Dreams, Cheap, Clearly, Confusion, Consigned, Cued, Days, Dime, Dirty Faces, Disarm, Easy, Endure, Fancy Dancer, Farms, Fate, Feeling, Find the Savior Last, Follow the Sun, Found the Cure, Future's Past, Grime, Hearts and Minds, Here We Are, Hold Tight, Illusion, In Our Heads, Inner Treason, Insistent, Its Confusion, Long Forgotten, Loved Or Love, Matter, Merciful, Moments, Mothers, Na/GloPoWriMo, Necromancer, Never Knowing, New, One More Time, Payphones, Persistent, Played Cards, Poetry and Poems, Proven Up, Quaint, Quietly, Reason, Remembered Sorrow, Rhyme, Rise Again, Romancer, Short, Silence, Sing, Somehow more, Something to Live For, Sound Out, Speak To Our Dead, Staring, Studied, Succumb, Talk, Them, Thoughts, Time, Tombstones, Tomorrow, Transfusion, Unpunished Crime, Utter, Veins, Verbal, We Might Find, What Have I done, What Would We Give, Wishes, Wishing, Worst Illusion, Yearly
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