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Tag Archives: Curtains
Growing Vulnerability
Growing Vulnerabilityby Michael DoyleSome fools say that men don’t cryBut let me tell you, that’s just a lieIt’s so hard to express inner truthAnd it’s played that way since youthWe need to get the curtains down and outMoving hard beyond … Continue reading
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Tagged Another, Armor, Better Way, Capability, Cloud, Communication, Cry, Curtains, Doubt, Down and Out, Dust, Essence of You, Excuse, Express, Eyes, Fascination, Fools, Forever, Gone, Grow, Growing, Happy, Hard, Heart, Here, Hype, Inner Truth, Leak, Lie, Look, Love, Lvel, Macho, Men, Move, Moving Hard, Near, Own Way, Pardon, Peek, Place, Play, Poetry and Poems, Process, Reason, Say, Sensitive Type, Shadow of Doubt, Shine, Shine On, Speaking, Stay, Straight Up, Talk, Tell, True Love, Trump Card, Vulernable, Vulnerability, Walk, Way Out, Youth
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A Brodsky View of the Pandemic
A Brodsky View of the Pandemicby Michael DoyleShow trial advances without stayCharges pressed without any delayThe time arrives to dispense all playIn a fluke filled with fearsCame the nice as if to cheersThat would repeat themselves through yearsQuickly then comes … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Affect, Battlefields, Beliefs, Bliss, Brodsky, Broken Out, Cast, Charges, Cheers, Citizens, Clue, Conscience, Consequences, Crisis, Crowned Head, Crush, Curtains, Delay, Duty, Errors, Experts, Eyes, Fact, Fears, Flail, Flu, Fluke, Freedom, Freedom and Liberty, Full Sail, Happiness, History, Horizon, Ignorance, Inner Cells, Judgment, Known, Labs, Last Act, Liberty, Looking Back, Marble, Masst, Mean, My Life, Not Forget, Pandemic, Paradise, Past, Play, Poet, Poetry and Poems, Politician, Prescience, Present, Prevail, Pride, Pseudo-Science, Repeat, Revealed, Sad, Sails, Shots, Show Trial, State of Freedom, Step On, Tarnish, Time, Truth, Wishes, Years
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On the Futility of Revenge
On the Futility of Revengeby Michael DoyleLife it seemsBeyond its dreamsIs a transitory questionBest approached with hesitationCareful of curtains hungEqually as so with songs unsungAbout the wrongs we wish to avengeFor such things bring their own revengeOften these cut both … Continue reading
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Tagged Avenge, Backs, Curtains, Danger, Darkness, Days, Dreams, Duel, Friends, Futility, Gone, Good Intent, Hesitation, Honor, Life, Light, Lost, Move On, Petty Acts, Poetry and Poems, Points Scored, Poison, Restore, Revenge, Songs, Stranger, Transitory Question, Wall, Wrong, Wrongs
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