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No News, Anxiety Blues

No News, Anxiety Bluesby Michael DoyleEven though they tell meThat I wear victory’s crownThey’ll never totally sell meThat I should not feel downYes, I survived and stand aliveI can’t say the same for friendsPatriotic to the point of deep diveNow, … Continue reading

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Echo of Love

Echo of Loveby Michael DoyleIn love, there’s no honorable mentionNor is it really a process of eliminationIt comes down to a concrete decisionAt least if you have the right intentionIf your head is really spinningIt might be that you’re finally … Continue reading

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First Principles: Do You Not Know That In A Race All the Runners Run, But Only One Gets the Prize? Run In Such A Way As To Get the Prize

“Do you not know that in a race all the runners run, but only one gets the prize? Run in such a way as to get the prize. Everyone who competes in the games goes into strict training. They do it … Continue reading

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Neon Eye Cage Conclusions

Neon Eye Cage Conclusionsby Michael DoyleIn the heart of the neon eye cage of the cityThe glitz is overdone and isn’t really prettyBut despite the walk-in of unsteady delusionsIt is a happenstance that brings certain conclusionsOne of these is the … Continue reading

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Jake LaMotta’s Blackened Blues

Jake LaMotta’s Blackened Bluesby Michael DoyleWith the pressure of coal refractiveIn a life hard lived and extractiveA diamond’s aspects glitter in their huesThe Bronx Bull lived his blackened bluesWhen out of the ring, his prowess was as abusiveAs his desire … Continue reading

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Sometimes Anyway

Sometimes Anywayby Michael DoyleGood food like gumbo is hard to replaceIt opens people up and puts a smile in placeWhile a child makes a wish on the evening starA wished upon wish just might take her farBut even the best … Continue reading

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Let the Party Begin

Let the Party Beginby Michael DoyleDon’t let your emotionsCloud your best judgmentKeeping faith in your devotionDespite the world’s begrudgementFailures never help one’s attitudeStill it’s best to keep in gratitudeFor all the good that has come beforeBrings a feeling we cannot … Continue reading

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First Principles: To the Distinguished Character of Patriot, It Should Be Our Highest Glory To Add the More Distinguished Character of Christian

“To the distinguished Character of Patriot, it should be our highest Glory to add the more distinguished Character of Christian. The signal Instances of providential Goodness which we have experienced and which have now almost crowned our labours with complete … Continue reading

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Somehow Clinging

Somehow Clinging by Michael Doyle Slipped halfway down The edge of the rabbit hole The Cheshire Cat in his crown Ripped apart his soul Seeking to find a path through To the center of the maze Somewhere between half to … Continue reading

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Na/GloPoWriMo #17: Your Turn To Peek

Na/GloPoWriMo #17: Your Turn To Peekby Michael DoyleA silver faceShrouded in thinnest veilShines of love’s embraceIn the greatest detailLines traces acrossScars whispering of lossYet, hopeful of fantasyLike star-crossed lunacyPlaying hide and seekUntil it’s your turn to peekThe day’s sun falls … Continue reading

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