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Reflections On Dorian Gray VI: Tethered Leashes
Reflections On Dorian Gray VI: Tethered Leashesby Michael DoyleA slit-throat bloodied scarf knows its sacrilegeAs Dorian’s portrait holds his stains like privilegeHiding what’s done in the waters by the river bankIt offers little good to say about position and rankUntil … Continue reading
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Tagged Burn, Cerberus, Darkness, Death, Dorian Gray, Eternity, Existence, Grave, Illumination, Lost Children, Poetry and Poems, Portrait, Prayers, Rank, Reflections, Revelry, River, Scarf, Scarilege, Soul, Tale, Tethered Leashes, Warn
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Thoughts On Dorian Gray
Thoughts On Dorian Grayby Michael DoyleTextured as it is in prescienceAre those things outside of scienceAmong these is the legend of Dorian GrayOf which there is much yet to sayImages that stick through flesh like a knifeSliced cleanly through the … Continue reading
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Tagged Artist, Bacchanalian, Bad Memories, Beauty, Call, Closed Doors, Clown, Commonsense, Crime, Deal, Death, Devil's Altar, Diabolical, Distract, Dorian Gray, Drink Up, Duty, Fair Trade, Flame, Flesh, Folly, Forever, Forgotten Scenes, Frolic, Games, Heart of Life, Hellfire Club, Human, Images, Introduce, Jest, Knife, Legend, Lesson, Life, London Town, Looks, Lost Moment, Memory, More, Nail, Open Door, Party, Philsopher, Pity, Pleasure, Poetry and Poems, Prescience, Pretense, Price, Reach, Say, Science, Seeker, Seen, Sermon, Shame, Sin, Sketches, Slice, Sould, Sympathy, Tea, Textured, Thoughts, Time, Truth, Vanity, Victorian Days, Ways of Darkness, Worse Dreams, Young
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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: Death Changes Us, the Living. In the Presence of Death, We Become More Aware of Life
“Death changes us, the living. In the presence of death, we become more aware of life…. It can inspire us to decide what really matters in life–and then to seek it.” – Candy Lightner
Wishes of Gray (Thoughts On My Birthday)
Wishes of Gray (Thoughts On My Birthday)by Michael DoyleIn all of my wishes of grayToday is just another dayI’m another year olderBut no less the bolderCreated in my confessionIs my long ago connectionThat I’ll never be older than I feelWith … Continue reading
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Tagged Affirmed, Another Year Older, Be Their Best, Best, Both Feet Grounded, Bury Me, Capability, Catch As Catch Can, Closer To Death, Confession, Connection, Create, Daugthers, Death, Deeply, Dignity, Done My Best, Door, Each Breath, Each Day, Encourage, Face, Feel, God's Will, Gray, Guessing, Heaven, Hell, Hesitation, Ignore, Instill, Integrity, Just Another Day, Keep Faith, Keep It Real, Knocking, Lesson, Life Is Lived, Life's Lessons, Live Life Fully, Look Back, Loved Ones, Loved Them, Loving Eyes, Measure, My Birthday, Never Forget, No Goodbyes, No Less Bolder, No Time, Older, On His Side, Passed the Test, Poetry and Poems, Preciousness, Regret, Satisfied, Say This, See You Later, Sigh, Stumble, Taught, There Is No Such Thing, Thoughts, To My Last Breath, Today, Treasure, Truly Matters, When It's Time It's Time, Wishes, Witty Reply, Wounded Pride
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In Reverence For Life
In Reverence For Lifeby Michael DoyleFrom out of his humble life and thoughtA reverence for all life was truly soughtDoing his duty to a higher authoritySeeking the best for all of sacred humanityThe human spirit displayed at its bestWhen it … Continue reading
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Tagged 20th Century, Adversity, Albert Schweitzer, All of Life, All Things Have A Purpose, Approach, Awe, Bach, Betrayal, Big Business, Church, Civilization, Complete Obedience, Cultivation, Death, Deference, Devastation, Discern, Distinct, Divine, Duty, End of Days, Eschatology, Fails, Familiar, Free Conscience, French, Future, Gentleman, German, Global Security, Golden Rule, Heed, Higher Authority, History, Human Spirit, Humanity, Humble, International Friendship Day, Jesus, Life, Love, Mankind, Material Prosperity, Medical Missionary, Music, Need, Nuclear Blast, Nuclear Bomb, Overpowering, Peace, Photograph, Pity, Poem, Poetry, Pretense, Promises of Prosperity, Recall, Respect, Reverence, Right, Right Intention, Sacred, Savage War, Scholar, Seek, Tears, Technology, Test, Theology, Thought, Tremble, True Divinity, Vanity, War's End, World War I, World War Two
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Darkness Shapes the Hearts
Darkness Shapes the Heartsby Michael DoylePutin sits as another dictator in a lineCertain his autocratic rule is blessed as divineThis has been the slavery of Russia’s serfdomWith brutality reigning supreme in this kingdomFor five thousand years, we’ve known epilepsy As … Continue reading
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Tagged Affliction, Ashen, Autocratic Rule, Believe, Betrayer, Blessed, Brothers Karamazov, Canker, Chained, Christianity, Civil Liberty, Cloak, Coincidence, Creativity, Cruelty, Dark Place, Darkness, Death, Definition, Demons, Dictator, Disease, Divine, Dostoevsky, Dubious Reputatin, Enigma, Epilepsy, Exceed, Father Zosima, Fight, Fool's Game, Freedoms, God Above, Good and Evil, Grasp, Greatest Miracle, Heart, Heresy, Holy, Initiation, Light, Line, Love, Masses, Mismatch, Mystery, Mysticism, Opiate, Photograph, Poem, Poietry, Preach, Protagonist, Pure, Putin, Questions, Quiet, Reason, Religion, Revolutionary, Riot, Russia, Russian Nation, Russian Soul, Serfdom, Shadow, Shape, Slavery, Super-Impose, Trappings, Treason, Unsure, Violence, Wastrel, Western Civilization, Wicked, Writer
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