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Tag Archives: Cling
Emptiness Revealed
Emptiness Revealedby Michael DoyleMomma says, “kneel and pray”The last words after a long dayLife finds its way, however unkindSometimes, I don’t know how I’ll findMy way to keep on standingThe forces that push me are demandingThat I be strong despite … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Art of Cruelty, Believe, Broken Society, Chase, Cling, Connection, Deceive, Deception, Edge, Embrace, Emptiness, Fooling Myself, Forces, Lifee, Living Years, Long Day, Miss, Momma Says, Pass, Poetry and Poems, Pray, Sensation, Serpent, Stand, Strong, Suffered, Surface, Temptation, Truth, Unkind, World
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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
Posted in Poetry and Poems
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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A Graduated Conflict of Morality
A Graduated Conflict of Moralityby Michael DoyleThe late 1960s were a time of generational conflictWith more moral questions than principles to inflictRestrictions on all the choices between the rightAnd wrong of what was needed to get through the nightTo some, … Continue reading
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Tagged Age, Blown Smoke, Choice, Clean Cut, Cling, Conflict, Daylight, Echoes, Experience, Fading Sight, Forgot, Generational Conflict, Graduate, Hues, Late 1960s, Life, Lost Passages, Measure, Merit, Moral Questions, Morality, Motivation, Neon Signs, Night, Pleasure, Pockets of Poetry, Poetry, Poetry and Poems, Pointed Vieews, Principles, Question, Quirky, quotes, Restrictions, Revealing, Right, Search, Smile, Souls, Sounds of Silence, Spirituality, Stay the Same, Stuck In A Rut, Stupid, Time, Vision, Waves of Feeling, Wrong
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Two Brothers Fight
Two Brothers Fightby Michael DoyleTwo brothers are engaged in a fightOver their father’s founding legacyEach side as if as lost within vanityAs the day that divides the ends of nightDown through the centuriesEach side believes itself the betterRepeating cycles of … Continue reading
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Tagged Abandon, Allow, Believe, Better, Better Fate, Better Way, Brutality, Caught Up, Centuries, Chains of Yesterday, Claim, Cling, Coexistence, Construction, Crazy, Darkness, Day, Desert To the Sea, Difference, Disobedience, Divide, Each Side, Endless Cycles, Ends of Night, Every Day, Fallen Stakes, False Histories, Father, Fight, Gaslighting, God's Commands, Hate, Holy Lands, Humanity, Indignity, Land, Legacy, Love, Mercy, Miunderstood, Mutually Caused Destruction, One Side, Other Side, Paths, Peace, Poetry and Poems, Proclaim, Recognize, Repeating Cycles, Result, Sanity, Strength, Truth, Two Brothers, Vanity, Victimhood, Work Toward
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Steadfast Against the Culture
Steadfast Against the Cultureby Michael DoyleThere are two kinds of believersThose committed to the Bible and deceiversSome are guided by the Holy Spirit to aspireAnd then there are the carnally minded led by desireThere are two types of ways to … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Affection, Applied, Aspire, Attention, Believers, Bible, Carnally Minded, Christ, Cling, Confident, Conversation, Culture, Daily Bread, Deceivers, Desire, Direction, Disobedience, Eyes, God, Godly Life, Heaven Sent, Holy Spirit, Influence, Joy, Just Compensation, Light, Lived Or Died, Living By the Word, Love, Mangled, Measure, Nurture, Obedience, Peace, Personal Observation, Poetry and Poems, Read, Renew, Retention, Serious Intent, Service, Sin, Steadfast, Talk, Trust, Truth, Two Kinds, Walk
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Thought For the Day: I Imagine One of the Reasons People Cling To Their Hates So Stubbornly Is Because They Sense, Once Hate Is Gone, They’ll Be Forced To Deal With Pain
“I imagine one of the reasons people cling to their hates so stubbornly is because they sense, once hate is gone, they will be forced to deal with pain” -James Baldwin, writer (2 Aug 1924-1987)
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Tagged Cling, Deal, Forced, Gone, Hate, Imagine, James Baldwin, Pain, People, Reasons, Sense, Stubborn, Thought For the Day
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