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Angelic Choirs Sing
Angelic Choirs Singby Michael DoyleThe angelic chorus became distortionEven mountains felt small in proportionStill the choir sang songs giving evil warningThat Jesus Christ was born that blessed morningJoy to the world came with this first NoelHere came the gifted blessing … Continue reading
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Tagged Beginning To End, Bleak Midwinter Day, Blessed Morning, Blessing, Death, Declared Authority, Distortion, End of Our Days, Eternity, Final Vidtory, First Noel, Grave, Holiness, Jesus Christ, Joy to the World, Keep Hope Alive, Light, Lord's Grace, Magnify, Mountain, Nation, Old-Fashioned Ways, Poetry and Poems, Praise, Preservation, Salvation, Sing, Sins, Tale, Tididings, Warning
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In the Tomes of Humanity
In the Tomes of Humanityby Michael DoyleAlgorithms of simplicityMakeup humanity’s complexityWith habits easy enough to understandAs the madness takes over as plannedMost waiver between love and prideSometimes this happens to coincideThen there are the exceptions irreducibleThat’s what’s become of the … Continue reading
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Tagged AI, Algorithms, Brave Souls, Broken Bodies, Choice, Codices, Coincide, Competitive Advantages, Complexity, Contemptible, Cost, Countless, Coup, Death, Doom, Exceptions, Face Off, False Promises, Final Battle, Garden, Habits, Humanity, Keeping, Last Breath, Libraries, Lost, Love, Madness, Mankind, Overcomes, Pain, Planned Obsolescence, Precipice, Price, Pride, Real Life, Recall, Sacred Door, Simplicity, Smile, Tomes, Truth, Understand, Victories, Villainies, Volumes, Waiver, Warrior's Voice, Weeping, Winner Take All, Wise Mother, Worth
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This Is the Baseline
This Is the Baselineby Michael DoyleThis This is the baselineMissed The punchline that was a signThat That showed us the worldAs Every dream was found fetal and curledMost stages of consciousnessAre degrees of insanityMirrored images of pretentiousnessHeld to the light … Continue reading
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Tagged Baseline, Breath, Bullet, Clear, Control, Death, Decision, Definition, Degrees, Dream, Error, Extractions, Faithful Soul, Fidelity, Flesh, Generation, Half Truth, Hit the Bottom, Insanity, Light, Memory, Mistakes, Outrun, Poetry and Poems, Precision, Pretentiousness, Primary Drive, Punchline, Real, Recognition, Situated, Stages of Consciousness, Struggle, System, Think and Feel, Trigger, Underneath, Vanity, Veneration, World
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Evil Does Not Truly Sleep
Evil Does Not Truly Sleepby Michael DoyleEvil does not truly sleepIt merely waitsOut there in the darkness deepGone unseen, it seals our fateOnly in the blessed is there restIn the secrets where it’s confessedThat hearts must find their healingBringing truth … Continue reading
Waters of Life
Waters of Lifeby Michael DoyleNavigating the waters of lifeFrom dreams of others comes lateThe sacrifices are not in vainFor the dreams and nightmares on the mainTo open one’s eyes and seeThe rebirth needed for eternityDreaming of the endless nightThe one … Continue reading
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Tagged Abel, Answers, Avarice, Battle Flag, Blame, Blood, Cain, Days, Death, Dreams, Dreams and Nightmares, Endless Night, Eternal Quest, Eternity, Eyes, Fallen Glory, Fell, Found, Future, Go Wrong, Hell, Immortality, Know, Life, Light, Lucifer, Main, Morning, Murder, Murders, Navigate, Pride, Rain, Ravens, Rebirth, Sacrifice, See, Sight, Story, Tale, Talons, Tangled Web, Three, Vain, Victim, Waking World, Waters
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Hiding From Sins
Hiding From Sinsby Michael DoyleAcross a desert filled with mortalityA lonely creature seeks its immortalityAbove the canyon and ridden on the ridgeDeath itself holds its own bridgeQuestions run vast in seeking realityMonsters of a kind collide eventuallyIn an attempt to … Continue reading
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Tagged Bridge, Canyon, Death, Desert, Eventually, Hiding, Immortality, Lonely Creature, Mortality, Poetry and Poems, Questions, Reality, Ridge, Sins
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Life Out of Balance
Life Out of Balanceby Michael DoyleThe specter of death springs forth with its talonsAs we seek to live lives far too far out balanceCertain as we can be with any semblance of certitudeThat we are striving to have just the … Continue reading
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Tagged Alive, Bended Knee, Bluff, Certitude, Contrary, Death, Familiar, Hands, Life, Living Years, Love of God, Necessary, Need, Out of Balance, Poetry and Poems, Rearrange, Recharge, Right Attitude, Rush, Seed, Talons, Tears, Thrive, Zenith
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First Principles: ‘Tis the Business of Little Minds to Shrink; But He Whose Heart Is Firm, and Whose Conscience Approves His Conduct, Will Pursue His Principles Unto Death
“I love the man that can smile in trouble, that can gather strength from distress, and grow brave by reflection. ‘Tis the business of little minds to shrink; but he whose heart is firm, and whose conscience approves his conduct, … Continue reading
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Tagged Approve, Brave, Business of Little Minds, Conduct, Conscience, Death, Distress, Firm, First Principles, Heart, Mankind, Principles, Pursue, Reflection, Shrink, Smile, Strength, The Crisis No. 1, Thomas Paine, Trouble
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Troubled Thoughts In the Night
Troubled Thoughts In the Nightby Michael DoyleLife knows its bestSpoken like a new languageIt’s written in secret alphabetYou can feel its rising heatSomewhere in that middle passageWithout words it reveals its secretA divine messenger singsOn the wind like a ghost … Continue reading
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Tagged Belong, Best, Borrowing Troubles, Breath, Burn, Death, Death Stings, Discern, Divine Messenger, Doctors, Emotions, Feast, Ghost Song, Hope, Hopeless, Icy Claws, Immaculate Notions, Language, Life, Lonely Night, Middle Passage, Night, Notes, Passing, Patience, Poetry and Poems, Reveal, Rising Heat, Secret Alphabet, Sequence, Sky, Solomon, Stainless, Starless, Thoughts, Trouble, Troubled, Two, Whisper, Wind, Wisdom
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ALOHA PROMISES FOREVER 
Rituals
Ritualsby Michael DoyleRitualsTaken in sequenceProtect us from harmVisuals Seemingly in coincidenceHave their illustrious charmsEvery step takenTo shake the forsakenTo hunt or to be huntedHead on the swivel; fear bluntedTo move beyond first baseA destiny to embraceCaught in a game of … Continue reading →