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Dangers Lurk In the Seams
Dangers Lurk In the Seamsby Michael DoyleIn the hidden crevices of your dreamsThere are dangers lurking in the seamsThree, four, better lock up that doorThe boogie man is coming back for moreFive, six, he has a bag of tricksWhere evil … Continue reading
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Tagged Bag of Tricks, Balinese Dream, Belong, Blood, Body, Careful, Confusion, Crazy, Creep, Crucifix, Cut, Danger, Dead, Door, Dreams, Dreams Skills, Edge, Evil, Falling, Fate, Fear, Feel, Five, Four, Freddy Kruger, Hallucination, Head, Hidden Crevices, Innocent Hand, Kicks, Late, Ledge, Light, Lurk, Meet, Mud, Night, Nightmare, Noise, Poetry and Poems, Razor Sharp, Real, Run Away, Satan, Shadow, Shriek, Six, Suburban Street, Terror, The Boogie Man, Three, True, Wake Up, Whisper
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Until Humanity is Gone
Until Humanity Is Goneby Michael DoyleThese parasites came to bring decayDestroying the vestiges of yesterdayThey prey on the last of our humanityKilling in waves depleting our societyMaking it impossible to be withstoodSetting fire to our planet and its woodsRats, insects … Continue reading
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Tagged Adapt or Die, Anger, Apocalyptic, Appetite, Arrival, Bluff, Children, Confusion, Cost, Crush, Darkness, Dead, Decay, Desire, Destruction, Enemy, Exist, Fight, Fire, Flame, Forward, Gone, Hope, Humanity, Illusion, Impossible, Jester, Kill, Line, Night, Onward, Pain, Parasite, Path, Pestilence, Planet, Poetry and Poem, Possible, Prey, Reprive, Resilience, Right, Salvation, Scavage, Sear, Siege, Sight, Sky, Society, Sorrow, Soul, Struggle, Survival, Survive, Thread, Tide, Tomorrow, Vestiges, Yesterday
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Off Ramp
Off Rampby Michael DoyleFrom dodge ball to full gloryWe live the Christmas storyBridged by that crossOn which God took our lossUnknown is the time and seasonBut what is known is the reasonThat healing of eternal riftIf only we will receive … Continue reading
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Tagged Above, Accept, Bridged, Chains, Chosen, Christmas Story, Cross, Dead, Death, Elected, Enjoy, Eternal Rift, Freeway, Fruit, Full Glory, Gift, God, Good Book, Hallelujah, Healing, Holy Priests, Known, Last, Last Breath, Left, Life, Live, Loss, Love, Off Ramp, Past, Poetry and Poems, Raised, Real Death, Reason, Receive, Relieve, Righteous Nation, Said, Salvation, Savior, Selected, Time and Season, Unknown, Walks
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Thought For the Day: We Have the Right To Give Away As Much of Our Own Money As We Please In Charity; But As Members of Congress We Have No Right To Appropriate A Dollar of the Public Money
“We must not permit our respect for the dead or our sympathy for the living to lead us into an act of injustice to the balance of the living. I will not attempt to prove that Congress has no power … Continue reading
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Tagged Act of Charity, Act of Injustice, Appropriate, Attempt, Balance of the Living, Charity, Congress, Davey Crockett, Dead, Dollar, Floor, Give Away, Individuals, Living, Member, Money, Own Money, Permit, Public Money, Respect, Sympathy, Thought For the Day
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Wounds Let In the Light
Wounds Let In the Lightby Michael DoyleThey say our wounds let in the lightI don’t know if it’s by experience or second lightBut something about this notion is wound tightAnd from what I have seen, perhaps they’re rightThe worst wound … Continue reading
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Tagged Bear, Believed, Better Selves, Born, Clear, Comfort, Dead, Deeply Understood, Defend, Enter, Experience, Fatality, Fate, Forced Wrong, Give Almost Anything, Guilt, Immortality, Innately Good, Innocent, Lane, Life, Light, Little Left, Moral Injury, Mortality, Name, No Going Back, Notion, Ourselves, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Right, River, Same, Sear, Second Light, Seen, Self-Confessed, Shame, Sin, Smoke Clears, Soul, Stood, To Return, War's End, Worst Wound, Wound Tight, Wounds
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The Chicago Seven and Liberty
The Chicago Seven and Libertyby Michael DoyleThe American soul was in desperate measurePoisoned and depleted of blood and lost treasureFor the sake of a war that people didn’t understandOur republic’s principles died for in a foreign landThe Vietnam draft and … Continue reading
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Tagged America, American Pride, American Soul, Audience, Blood, Bobby Seale, Breakdown, Brew, Certainty, Chicago Seven, Chicken Foot, Content, Crossing the Line, Damage, Dead, Democratic Convention, Depleted, Desperate Measure, Determine, Die, Done, Draft, Dream, Enormously, Fateful Day, First Amendment, Foreign Land, Free Speech, Freedom of Speech and Thought, Grown Up Values, Heart, Ill Intent, Incite, Irate, Issue, Land of Liberty, Lawless, Liberty, Life, Little Doubt, Little To Be Won, Martin Luther King Jr., Matters, Minds, National Security, Non-Coformity, Overnight Bag, Peace, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Point, Poisoned, Police State, Pressure Cooker, Principles, Protest, Question, Rebels, Relent, Relevance, Restless Mind, Rise, Say, Serious, Significant, Society, Some Times, Stage, State Lines, Steeple, Storm, Strife, Stupor, Temperature, The American People, The Left, Threat, Treasure, Truth, Truth On Both Sides, Unambiguous, Understand, Vietnam, Violence, Voice, War, Watch, Wonder, World
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Voices Cry
Watched a bit of a show that reminded me of the folks out there who suffer from PTSD. From that I got this: Voices Cry by Michael Doyle The voices crying into the night Its hard to take this light … Continue reading
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Tagged Better Than the Rest, Bleed, Block, Change, Clown, Cry, Dead, Did My Best, Done, Echo, Far Behind, Friends, Hard To Take, Haunt, Head, In the End, Know, Light, Medal, Memory, Mind, My Name, Never Change, Night, No Good, Normal, Normally, Photograph, Pin, Poem, Poetry, PTSD, Said, Sentences, Shame, Some Things, Stranger, Things Went Down, Thought, Tortured, Trouble, Unfinished, Voice
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In His Faithfulness
Based in part on Romans 6: In His Faithfulness by Michael Doyle For all our fears and all of our doubt The Lord will guard us faithfully Established as guard that we might work out That the Lord has … Continue reading
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Tagged Arose, Ask, Authority, Behavior, Belief, Burial, Busy Day, Cannot, Choosing God's Way, Coexist, Cognitive Dissonance, Confluence, Dark Into Light, Dead, Death, Death and Life, Depart, Despite, Different, Discouragement, Divinity, Do, Do Right, Doing What's Right, Doubt, Each of Us, Embrace, Encouragement, Established, Every Woman and Man, Faithful, Faithfulness, Fear, Fears, Find, Find Our Way Back, Follow the Right Path, Fumble, Give, Giving, God, God's Word, Gracefully, Guard, Harmony, Has Its Way, Hearts, Here, His, In Our Heads, In Your Head, Influence, Jesus, Justification, Know, Let This roll, Live, Match, Never Depart, New Life, Often, Old Self, Our Lives, Persist, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Quiet, Rationalization, Remove, Resurrected, Reverently, Reward, Right, Right Path, Romans 6, Sadness, Salvation, Same Truth, Seek, Seeking Out, Speak to Heart, Strengthen, Strife, Strive, Stumble, The Lord, Truth and Grace, Unchanged Hearts, Unchanged Life, Walk, Walk In the Light, Walks Among Us, We Are Saved, We Can, Wonderfully, Work Out, Yoke
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A Life In Size
The saga of Dracula continues: A Life In Size by Michael Doyle In the dark castle hangs her face A painting of the sunlight he once embraced Hidden within were passages of a maze Guarded from the sun that continues … Continue reading
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Tagged Artist, Belief, Blame, Blaze, Blessing, Blood, Broken, Castle, Cave, Creatures of the Night, Cryptic, Darkness, Dead, Death, Devil, Dracula, Eat, End, Ending, Evil, Eyes, Face, Faith, Glow, Good, Gory, Guard, Guess, Hang, Hope, Hunger, Immortal, Immortality, Know, Language, Life, Light, Love, Loveless Marriage, Lucifer, Maze, Monster, Mortal, Pain, Painting, Passage, Photograph, Poem, Poet, Poetry, Quest, Roof, Safety, Saga, Save, Secret, Shock, Sight, Size, Sky, Story, Sun, Sung, Sunlight, Taste, Time, Touch, Truth, Understood, Undone, Unspoken, Vampire, Warmth
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