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Jagged Edges
Jagged Edgesby Michael Doyle Her jagged edges blur into curves.The way she moves is smooth to my nerves.I like the way I find that her flow hits me.She’s a beautiful disaster that maybe gets me. She says every scar has … Continue reading
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Tagged Beautiful Disaster, Chapter, Choices, Contentment, Control, Crash and Burn, Curves, esire, Eyes, Fire, Flow, Girl, Heart, Human Being, Imperfection, Jagged Edges, Love, Love and Rage, Menaing, Move, Neglect, Nerves, One Kiss, Page, Pen, Plausible, Plot, Poetry and Poems, Possible, Puzzle, Respect, Scar, Smooth, Soul, Story, Trick, Write
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Humble Triumph
Humble Triumphby Michael DoylePraising the Lord with all my soul,I give over all things out of my control.Strumming guitar as I joyfully sing,Grateful for all the Lord constantly brings.We find ourselves born again,Awakening to being freed from our sins.Once divided, … Continue reading
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Tagged Awakening, Bethlehem, Biblical Prophecy, Birth, Blindness, Bliss, Born Agaiin, Christ, Christ's Love, Contemplation, Control, Divide, Divinity, Father, Freed, Gap Filled, Gratefu, Guitar, Happiness, Holiness, Humility, Inspiratoin, Living Histoty, Manger, Mortal Sin, Poetry and Poems, Praise, Recall, Repeat Again, Save, Sin, Sing, Soul, Spirit of Christmas, Star, The Lord, Triumph, Will, Words
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Writings On My Wall
Writings On My Wallby Michael DoyleI sit here like some poor lost soul.I am regretful of the times I’ve lost control.Now, I sit here quiet as a church mouse,My fractured memories churn inside like a ghost house.Thinking of how like … Continue reading
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Tagged Abused, Church Mouse, Close, Colors, Control, Dedalus, Eagle, Fall, Ghost House, Hero, Illuion Walk, Inner Child, Life, Love, Nightmare, One-Piece Puzzle, Poetry, Poetry and Poems, Profusion, Revulsion, Rhymes, Roar, Soar, Sorrow, Soul, Twisted Up, Wall, Wound, Writing
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In the Complexity of This World
In the Complexity of This Worldby Michael DoyleAnger and other toxic emotionsCan linger with all their commotion.All of these feelings are indwelling,And are in our control. God willing.We grow up as boys in the hood,But the hope is that we … Continue reading
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Tagged Appreciation, Boys In the Hood, Commotion, Complexity, Control, Depth, Feelings, God Williing, Hope, Indwelling, Meaning, Mr. Rogers, Opportunities To Grow, Poetry and Poems, Saint, Snapshot, Step, Talked, The Bible, Toxic Emotions, Understood, Walked, Words
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Illuminati, Part III: Only the Luddites
Illuminati, Part III: Only the Ludditesby Michael DoyleOnly the Luddites can save us now.It’s the only assurance of privacy, somehow.Terrorism and pandemics offer the pretenseWhile the foolishness of humanity has little defense.Anarchists and the Far Right have to unite,As we … Continue reading
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Tagged Anarchists, Assurance, Bloodlines, Chains, Command, Control, Far Rght, Fight, Foolishness, Humanity, Illuminati, Imperial Six, Luddites, Machine, Mass Meda, Nation, Overlords, Pademc, Poetry and Poems, Pretense, Privacy, Refrain, Rise, Save, Song, Stand, Technology, Terrorism, The Father, The New Luddites
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The Life of A Vampire
The Life of A Vampire by Michael DoyleA new vampire feels invincible at nightBut it’s quite the opposite in sunlight.Transformational in a flash of firsts,The provocations are felt in the thirst.Vampires are the apex predators holding control,The keepers of life … Continue reading
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Tagged Apex Predator, Control, Horror, Invincible, Life, Murder, Poetry and Poems, Second Language, Soul, Sunlight, Thirst, Vampire, vampires
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Without Apology
Without Apologyby Michael DoyleOf the things noticed as lethal,One does the best that one can.Leaning in toward the seduction to evil,Thoughts ran toward being and murdering the man.Backroom cards are shared with frivolity,But there is a depth below the venality.There, … Continue reading
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Tagged Apology, Backroom Cards, Control, Conversation, Desire, Devil, Dishonesty, Evil, Fealty, Fear, Gentility, Lethal, Murder, Poetry and Poems, River To Lake, Seduction, Tale, Time, Vampirism, Venality
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I Am More Than
I Am More Thanby Michael DoyleSomewhere beneath the scratches and dust Is the man who has survived life’s bust.Though sometimes coiled up and hissing,I am well aware of the things I’m missing.I am more than this collection of bones.I know … Continue reading
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Tagged Battered, Belongs, Beneath, Bones, Bruised, Call and Response, Certain, Christianity, Coiled Up, Collection, Comfort, Control, Crawl, Dance, Dust, Every Note, Fail, Faith, Floor, God, Hissing, Home, Human Being, I Am, Jesus, Life, Living Water, Lost, Love, Loving FAther, Man, Missing, More, My Love, No More, Poetry and Poems, Pray, Prevail, Scratcches, Seen, Sing, Sorrow, Soul, Survivor, Test of Time, Testimony, The Lord, Tomorrow, Troubles, Vidtory, Walk Alone
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