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In This Dance
In This Danceby Michael DoyleEven rivers know to ramble slowlyThe end comes soon enoughIf in the end, this world knows meSomeday, that will be enoughIn the interrupted dream shades of the nightI wander alone through this twilightBreathless as the thoughts … Continue reading
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Tagged Acrid Ice, Break Down, Breathless, Chance, Compel, Dance, Destinty, Dice, Dreams, End, Enough, Fal, Felt, God-Given, Hand, In This Dance, Interrupt, Know, Lead, Love of Life, Magic, Melt, Met, Moment, Night, Offer, Poetry and Poems, Ramble, Reminisce, Risk, River, Roll, Shadows, Slow, Someday, Spell, Sweet Kiss, Tears, The Bridge, Thoughts, Twilight, Us, Walls, Wander Alone, World
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Persistence
Persistenceby Michael DoyleWe create our locked prisons by choiceWhere our creatures find their voiceThe point of origins might be our schoolOr wherever we learned life’s rulesWindow shopping as we were thenPursuing our visions and our sinsPaying our price as we … Continue reading
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Tagged Belong, Bone, Choice, Create, Creature, Dreams, Experience, First Level, Further, Good God, Hungry, In the Beginning, Knowledge, Learn, Life's Food, Life's Rules, Lock, Mercy, Mock, Moved Along, Own, Persistence, Poetry and Poems, Point of Origins, Price, Prisons, Pursue, School, Sharpen, Sins, Stay Alive, Survive, Test, Visions, Voice, We, Will, Window Shopping, Wisdom
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Like Wanderers Seeking
Like Wanderers Seekingby Michael DoyleLike wanderers wandering a lovelier wayWe plant the seeds that bring the new daysWith a fullness of dreams filling our heartsWe loosely planned how the days would startBut kept the freedom breathing in and outNever steadfastly … Continue reading
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Tagged Air, Arrive, Better, Breathe, Care, Change, Cold, Curves, Days, Desrve, Doubt, Dream Together, Dreams, Drive, Earn, Family, Flow, Freedom, Future, GPS, Guide, Happen, Heart, Hours, Journey, Late, Myself, Nurture, Plan, Poetry and Poems, Pth, Seeds, Seek, Show, Start, State, Straight Roads, Talk, Wanderer, Way, Wiggle Room, World
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Orphan Bachelors
Orphan Bachelorsby Michael DoyleSelf-expression has become democratizedIn an era where everyone is traumatizedThe Asian experience is best understoodBy taking in the feelings, both bad and goodHowever minor these seem in their unfoldingThere’s nothing said that requires scoldingIt needs a historical … Continue reading
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Tagged Adversity, Alienation, America, American Family, Analyzation, Arguments and Resentments, Asian Experience, Ask, Assimilation, Balanced Devotion, Bloodless Crime, Burden, Chinese Families, Complete, Conflicting American Ideals, Confusion, Conversation, Dedication, Democratized, Dreams, Era, Exclusion, Eyes, Fabric, Feelings, Formation, Four Generations, Fraught, Generation, Generations, Hard Facts, Historical Legacy, Identity, Immigrant's Song, Impossible Task, In Depth Truth, Inheritance, Inspiriation, Language, Lasting Sorrow, Limits of Inclusion, Loneliness, Lore, Marginalization, Minor, Nation, Old Sojourners, Orphan Bachelors, Pain, Paper Sons, Passed-Through Experience, Poetry and Poems, Policy, Promise, Purpose, Quality, Question, Scold, Self Expression, Story, Storyteller's Delusion, STuck, Tension, Tomorrow, Tragedy, Transparent, Trauma, Truth, Truth-Telling, Unborn, Understood, Unfolding
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Jeering At the Past
Jeering At the Pastby Michael DoyleToo often, society burns with fireForgetting virtue for forms of desireProgression is found in cinders burningAll of the lessons, we keep relearningBrigands scoff at things of the pastLaughing at those things that didn’t lastAnd believing … Continue reading
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Tagged Acts of Cruelty, Answer, Attitude, Believe, Brigands, Brings, Brutality, Burning, Burns, Cancer, Cinders, Common Mistakes, Confuse, Consume, Desire, Discarded Hopes, Dreams, Fire, Flesh, Foot, Forget, Guess, Heart, Intensity, Inventory, Jeer, Last, Laugh, Lessons, Love, Measure, Mettle, Mistakes, Out of Control, Passion, Past, Pedal, Piasnissimo, Poetry and Poems, Presnt, Progression, Regrets, Relearning, Scary Thing, Sensitivity, Society, Soul, Strenght, Subterfuge, Superiority, Time, Virtue, Wonder, World, Youth
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Sometimes Anyway
Sometimes Anywayby Michael DoyleGood food like gumbo is hard to replaceIt opens people up and puts a smile in placeWhile a child makes a wish on the evening starA wished upon wish just might take her farBut even the best … Continue reading
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Tagged Anyway, Ball, Bottom, Child, Count, Crown, Dedication, Dreams, Evening Star, Eyes, Fairy Tale, Far, Faraway, Gambler, Gumbo, Hard Work, Inspiration, Love, Mardis Gras, Mississippi, Money, New Orleans, Pancakes, People, Poetry and Poems, Replace, River City, Smile, Sometimes, Surprise, True, Waltz, Wish
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Thought For the Day: Dreams Heed No Borders, the Eyes Need No Visas. With Eyes Shut I Walk Across the Line In Time. All the Time.
“Dreams heed no borders, the eyes need no visas. With eyes shut I walk across the line in time. All the time.” – Gulzar, poet, lyricist, and film director (b. 18 Aug 1934)
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Tagged Borders, Dreams, Eyes, Gulzar, Line, Thought For the Day, Time, Visas, Walk
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The Fight For Nobility
The Fight For Nobilityby Michael DoyleTo fight for nobilityOften causes many to loseIn life’s lack of sensibilityWhich comes though we refuseThe Spanish InquisitionHad its inglorious powerThat it used without hesitationTo rule any given hourMadmen and poetsHave much in commonEven when … Continue reading
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Tagged Believe, Best, Born To Die, Broken Dreams, Brutality, Cause, Common, Confuse, Cure, Dare, Death, Desire, Destination, Dreams, Fight, Fool, Give, Grasp, Hesitation, Hour, Idle Talk, Inglorious Power, Judge, Knight, Life, Live, Lived, Lose, Madmen and Poets, Mirror, Moments, Nobility, Noble and True, Plain, Poetry and Poems, Pose, Prevail, Proverbs, Question, Real, Reality, Rebuild, Refuse, Rule, Seem, Sensibility, Test, The Spanish Inquisition, Truth, Why, Youth
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Dulcinea del Toboso’s Truth
Dulcinea del Toboso’s Truthby Michael DoyleThe best gravy is the world’s hungerAnd in our dreams, we grow no youngerIn his sight, the lady’s true beautyRemoves her sins as is his knightly dutyHe’s dreamed of her as a virgin ladyAnd while … Continue reading
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Tagged Beauty, Belief, Best Defense, Best Gravy, Cruelties, Divert, Dreams, Dulcinea del Toboso, Groan, Heart, Heaven, Hunger, Knightly Duty, Life, Little Hurts, Madness of Life, No Selfishness, No Younger, On and On, Poetry and Poems, Pursue, Remove, Sight, Sin, Single Bone, Soft, Thought, Tough, Trace, Truly Know, Truth, Two, Virgin Lady, Way of Life, World, Youth
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