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Tag Archives: Contemplative
Pharma Broke Faith
Pharma Broke Faithby Michael DoyleThe system we live in tends to treat the sick.Working toward wellness would be and is my pick.Have a handful of pills and feel more diseased.This is not workable and people are not pleased.Bodies need balance … Continue reading
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Tagged Altenrative, Balance, Bodies, Contemplative, Cured, Death, Disease, Faith, Fell Well, Handful of Pills, Ill, Lesson, Not Workable, Pharma, Pick, Pill, Pleased, Poetry and Poems, Real, Relative, Sick, Side Affects, System, Terms, Working Toward Wellness
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Weren’t Those the Teenaged Years?
Weren’t Those the Teenaged Years?by Michael DoyleThe teenaged yearsOf Saturday night solitudeWas a parade of smiles and tearsAnd many dramasWaiting to intrudeInto the happiness that cameAnd that provided the frameIn moments of ShakespeareThat kept us awakeMaking us braver than our … Continue reading
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Tagged Along the Way, Awake, Bless, Bolder, Brave, Broken Hearts, Choosing, Complexity, Confide, Contemplative, Dramas, Each Step, Edge, Edit, False Starts, Fear, Fight, Frame, Garden Variety, Good, Happiness, Hesitations, Hide, Human Beings, Inquisitive, Intrude, Issues, Losing, Million Ways, Moments, Negatives, Older, Passing By, Poetry and Poems, Positive, Questions, Saturday Night, Secrets, Seen, Shakespeare, Sigh, Smiles and Tears, Solittude, Souls, Take, Tears, Teenaged Years, Thinking, Thought, Tissues, Unseen, Walks, Wars of Love, Wobble, World, Younger Days
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