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Tag Archives: Cringe
Dark Sources
Dark Sourcesby Michael DoyleThe optics make me cringe.Almost every newscast is on the fringeIt seems that we’re invited into the conspiracyWhile they really don’t care about historyEveryone vents and is set on blamingIt’s that PR game known as framingTruth, it … Continue reading
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Tagged :Profound, Blame, Captains of America, Care, Complexity, Connective Tissue, Conspiracy, Constitution, Cringe, Dark Sources, Downed, Endangered, Every Night, Explanation, Fleshed Out, Foundation, Framing, Fringe, Gangrene, Groove, Hide, History, Honest Brokers, Huddle, Invitation, Life, Looking In, Media, My Side, Neighbors, Newscast, Nowhere, Objective, Optics, Optimism, Original Sin, Pessimism, Poetry and Poems, Poison, Polluted Air, Power, Public Relations, Quizzically Smile, Roots, Rumors, Runaway, Shots, Society, Souls, Stay, Strategic, Subjective, Systemic Racism, Team, Television, Texts, Truth, Vent, Walls, Your Side
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The Spin of the Win, …Again
The Spin of the Win, ..Againby Michael DoyleOh the spin, the spinThe spin masters spinTurning America’s lossInto some kind of winOh the spin, the spinThe spin masters spinTrying to turn what should be a lossInto a political winMistaking the wrong … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Adulterous Woman, America, American People, Begin, Betrayal, Blur, Brutally, Burr, Clarity, Condoned, Conviction, Crime, Cringe, Game, Game Is on, Ides of March, Invincibility, Legality, Loss, Miss, Pardoned, Poetry and Poems, Political Win, Pretense, Self-Aware, Sense, Shame, Spin, Stoned, Teflon Don, Tenuous Legal Theory, Thought, Trash Talk, Unpredictability, Win
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With Contented Sigh
With Contented Sighby Michael DoyleNo matter how muchOf this world, Atlas carriesOn his tired old backIt’s the writer’s touchThat moves or buriesThe feelings we too often lackTurning it on, page after pageConveying the feelings we want to sayHinted at or … Continue reading
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Tagged Amusement, Atlas, Back, Bemusement, Binge, Born, Brave, Buries, Clack, Click, Contented Sigh, Conttent, Convey, Crawling, Cringe, Devil, Die, Due, Everyday, Feelings, Hint, Leave This World, Life Comes, Matter, Meager, Meant To Say, Moments, Moves, Our Words, Page, Poetry and Poems, Pound of Flesh, Pressing Onward, Pushing Toward, Sage, Say, Scene by Scene, Sigh, Souls, Straight Forward, Turning It On, Wandering, Wondering, World, Writer's Day, Writer's Touch
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In the Providence of Seneca
In the Providence of Senecaby Michael DoyleIn the age of ancient tyrannyWhen Rome had lost its libertyEven a good man might compromiseFor the partial good seen in his eyesThough at times, it took its tollTo hide his better angels in … Continue reading
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Tagged Absolute, Age, All That Happens, Ancient, Beg For Mercy, Belong, Better Angels, Bind, Blessing, Breath of Life, Code, Complexity, Compromise, Confronted, Correspondence, Creation, Cringe, Death, Destroy, Deviation, Divinity, Done, E, Epistles, Every, Evil, Evil For Evil, Eyes, Face to Face, Facing Adversity, Fast, Felt, Fiddle, Final Analysis, For Good, Full, Garment, God, God Works, Good, Good Man, Good Person, Greater, Grow, Hide, His Creation, Hold True, Just, Kill, Knowing, Liberty, Life, Lost, Mankind, Moral Relativists, Mortal, Name of God, Nation, Natural Law, Nero, No Choice, Nobility, Order, Partial Good, Path, Perfection, Photograph, Play, Poem, Poetry, Pray, Providence, Regardless, Return, Right and Wrong, Right Way, Righteousness, Role, Rom, Rule, Satisfaction, Seam, Self, Seneca, Sense, Setting Sun, Shade, Shadows, Showing, Situational Ethics, Slavery, Socrates, Sonorous, Soul, Strains, Subjugation, Test of Evil, Testimony, Thoughts, Time, Times, Toll, Traces, Tyranny, Understood, Universe
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What Does It Look Like?
Some try to push Christians out of the public square. That won’t be done. What Does It Look Like? by Michael Romani What does it look in this crumbled society To find that Christians have imputed notoriety Confronted by a … Continue reading
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Tagged Abraham, Act, Best, Bow Down, Brink, Carnage, Christian, Cringe, Crown, Crumble, Daniel, Dedication, Deeds, Defile, Dependence, Divinity, Do, Drawing the Line, Empire, Error, Faith, Fire, Focus, God, God's Family, Goodness, Gospel, Guide, Hammer, Homily, Imperfect, Inspire, Issac, Jacob, Kingdom, Living God, Norm, Notoriety, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Praise, Pray, Principle, Public Square, Raise, Re-Education, Reconcile, Refuse, Reign, Roots, Say, Separated, Service, Show, Society, Stammer, Talk, Teach, Terror, Think, Tides, Truth, Walk, Will, World
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