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Returned To the Sea

Returned To the Seaby Michael DoyleAt the ends of bargains madeStormy seas leave reason to be afraidWondering where it is that one standsAnd if a day is as profitable as it demandsProfits are calculated as life’s rewardAs a new bay … Continue reading

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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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The Quiet Colors

The Quiet Colorsby Michael DoyleAs the quiet colors Of the midnight hour Starts to come to closeAs the quiet colors Of the midnight hour Starts to come to closeI feel as lonely as the pain insideTortured to my soul, and … Continue reading

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The Rock Hewn Churches of Lalibela

The Rock Hewn Churches of Lalibelaby Michael DoylePeople tend to adopt the way of othersThey suit their own cultures to another’sAnd as people seek commonality with each otherThey also signify differences with one anotherIn Ethiopia’s highlands, we find many depictionsOf … Continue reading

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Messages Needed

Messages Neededby Michael DoyleThere is something unsaid gone unheededIn all the messages truly neededMessages to and from so many strangersWho are embroiled in all their angerWhat happened to peace, love, and understandingI know I’m no longer hip, and not to … Continue reading

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Happy Death Day!

Happy Death Day!by Michael DoyleSplitting hangover starts the dayAgain and again in instant replayYou’re certain you have been here beforeFrom what’s seen, you don’t need thinking any moreDespite appearances, you won’t feel better tomorrowYour two choices are either fear or … Continue reading

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There’s Been A Little Damage

There’s Been A Little Damageby Michael DoyleThere’s been a little damage to my eyesBut that’s the cost to all that I’ve seenAs with a brave heart ready for the sunriseThere have been so many places that I’ve beenThe experts say … Continue reading

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Surrendered To the Knife

Surrendered To the Knifeby Michael DoyleOnce you’ve surrendered to the knifeYour silent pleas won’t save your lifeThis, then, is the solemn price paidFor the best-laid plans never madeThis is what it is to be done with mankindTo take the bitter … Continue reading

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I’ll Meet You There

I’ll Meet You Thereby Michael DoyleSomewhere in hereIn the deep felt insideThere is cold fearThat has nowhere to hidePushed past mountains and woodsThe darkness comes as it shouldFighting against this is no goodThis is the truth that’s understoodWounded hearts always … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: Perhaps the Earth Can Teach Us, As When Everything Seems Dead and Later Proves To Be Alive

“Perhaps the earth can teach us, as when everything seems dead and later proves to be alive.” – Pablo Neruda

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