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Tag Archives: Death
Facing Death Boldly
Facing Death Boldlyby Michael DoyleFacing death is one thingWatching the death of your menThat hurts more than anythingIt burns like the second mortal sinCold and hungry in the nightA target was seen in every lightYou never forget the death seenIt … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Advance, Best Nights, Bold, Breaking Point, Breath, Burn, Cold and Hungry, Death, Dreamless, Emotional Landmines, Face, Forgot, Fought, France, Human Being, Hurt, Images, Inching, Light, Man, Memories, Nivht, Poetry and Poems, Pray, Seamless, Second Mortal Sin, Seen, Target, Tears, Traces, Useless, War, Watch, Your Men
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About A Death
About A Deathby Michael DoyleToday, I watched a show about deathI have to admit, it took away my breathAs I try to write this bit of poetryIt’s weird to think how much it’s hitting meIt’s hard to write with tears … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged About A Death, Abyss, Admit, Alone, Anguish, Breath, Certain, Death, Disguise, Each of Us Starts, Eternity, Eyes, Favorite Human Being, Harder, Hold, Hope, Jaded, Jaded Heart, Lost, Meant, Miss, My Smile, Near, Only Yesterday, Our Woods, Passing Years, Photographs and Memories, Poetry, Poetry and Poems, Puddle of Tears, Real Meaning, Show, Solitude, Stage, Standing Here, Stood, Sum, Talking, Tears, Today, Traces of You, Walking, Weird, Wish, Woods, Words On My Page, World, Write, Yeterday
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Love Notes
Love Notesby Michael DoyleIt’s a three lock boxIt is ours to remove these locksThere in the holy three-in-oneAre the Father, Spirit, and the SonI cry as I think of the things they’ve doneNow I am redeemed and the victory wonThe … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Church, Death, Done, Faith and Hope, Father, Found, Free, Fully Known, Glimmer, Great Love, Heart, Heaven, Holy, Hope, Hospital, Lacked, Last Breath, Locks, Looking Back, Love Notes, Old Guitar, Part, Poetry and Poems, Pray, Redemption, Remove, Salvation, Son, Spirit, The Lord, Three Lock Box, Three-In-One, Travel, Unknown God, Victory, Wait, Words
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First Principles: Peace Is the Real and Right Memorial For Those Who Have Died In War
“Peace is the real and right memorial for those who have died in war.” – Richard M. Nixon
Posted in First Principles
Tagged Death, First Principles, Memorial, Peace, Real, Richard M. Nixon, Right, War
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In the Shadows
In the Shadowsby Michael DoyleThe beginning was an image of allA modern miracle held in mystified aweUntil life’s illusion lost its intensityAnd the desire for death grew in complexityThe face of horror pulls at mankindAs though in this darkness we … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged All, Angst, Audience, Awe, Beginning, Big Bang, Blood, Book of Satan, Charmingly Perverse, Children of the Night, Claw, Complexity, Creation and Destruction, Damnation, Darkness, Death, Desires, Diabolical Forces, Eternal Punishment, Face of Horror, Fear, Gasp, Good and Evil, Halloween, Image, Imagination, Immorality, Intensity, Joined, Leaves, Life's Illusion, Mankind, Mephisto, Metropolis, Mirrored Twin, Modern Miracle, Need, Night, Persevere, Plays For Laughs, Poetry and Poems, Power of Light, Protection, Proximity, Read, Rise, Rotting Glory, Salvation, Shadow, Shadows, Spirit of Darkness, Story, Substance, Talisman, Tears, The Crucifix, Together, Tread, Universe
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Danza Pieta
Danza Pieta by Michael DoyleNoisome crypts jangle the bones of innocenceWhere evil lingers knowing no pretenseOrgan music begins to play in its tonal rangeSomething wicked and something strangeParanoia, whispered fears, and shades of doubtEcho like unfriendly notes raised into a … Continue reading
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Tagged Black Death, Bones, Cause, Crypt, Danza Pieta, Death, Echo, Evil, Fragility, Imagery, Innocence, Insensibility, Memento Mori, Momento Mori, Organ Music, Paramoia, Philosophy, Poetry, Poetry and Poems, Sacred, Sensuality, Stoicism, Terror, Tonal Range, Unfriendly Notes, Vain, Wicked
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In All My Living Days
In All My Living Daysby Michael DoyleIn all my living daysI will lift my voice in praiseI’m overjoyed by what I’ve foundHappily blessed, chasing it aroundAll because He roseAs every wiseman knowsHe took our sins from usAnd we know this … Continue reading
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Tagged All, Baptized, Blessed, Catch My Breath, Chasing It Around, Connection, Conversion, Death, Devotion, Found, Grave, He Rose, Immersion, Know, Lifting My Head Up, Living Days, Love, Melody, Overjoyed, Poetry and Poems, Praise, Purpose, Reason, Relationship, Renewed, Save, Share, Sin, Voice, Wiseman, Worship, Write
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Virtue and Disobedience
Virtue and Disobedienceby Michael DoylePainting away your dayAs old records playEach portrait painted with feelingIs nothing less than soul-revealingThat is to say about the painters’ waysNot of the sitter, despite honoring his daysSpending time on crafting the right impressionThis is … Continue reading
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Tagged Art, Artist's Confession, Confident, Control, Dangerous, Deal, Death, Depravity, Disobedience, Drink Away, Duress, Equally Unafraid, Evil, Explanation, Feeling, Genuis, Great Ideas, Heart, History, Holidy, Immoral, Indignity, Innocent, Knife Blade, Lips, Madman, Mask, Mystery, Old Records, Pain, Paint, Painter, Pawns, Phantom Lover, Plain, Poetry and Poems, Polish, Portrait, Possibility, Rationalization, Regrets, Rewrite History, Right Impression, Saint, See, Sitter, Skill Set, Sorrow, Soul Revealing, Strangeness of Life, Survivors, Truth, Virtue, Wolves, Wonder
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