Tag Archives: Edge

Complexity-Simplified

Complexity Simplifiedby Michael DoyleOf all the things I have in life reservedThe right to peacefulness is deservedI have no need for people who like to cause stressAnd this is something I will readily address2024 will be a year of peace … Continue reading

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Coming Back Again

Coming Back Againby Michael DoyleIn the killing schoolI met my limits and wonThat is life’s only ruleTo never be done – There’s a storm insideThat burns like a fireSomewhere beyond the walls of prideIt flows like a river of desirePushing … Continue reading

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The With-Ness of Our Witness

The With-Ness of Our Witnessby Michael DoyleGod isn’t a cosmic killjoy out to dealOut the harsh things that keep it realGod is faithful and loves celebrationAnd lessons he often teaches are with elationWe sometimes arrive a little rough around the … Continue reading

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Remembering When Kindness Was In Fashion

Remembering When Kindness Was in Fashionby Michael DoyleWe live in a time of self-limited imaginationWhere people cannot dream of outside creationBut mysteriously believe in writing only experienceSuch as found in personal and depraved dalliancesRather than dreaming of the bigger conceptionsToo … Continue reading

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Politically Incorrect Revisited

Politically Incorrect Revisitedby Michael DoyleIs there some kind of fearThat we the people might persevereInto the rapid-fire shaking upCrystalized by making upToo many improvised linesSliding through topical landminesIn an approximation of real-timeThat edges up into the sublimeIt’s that take no … Continue reading

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The Restraint of Humility

The Restraint of Humilityby Michael DoyleThere is no doubt about where I place my treasureThis truth is notable beyond all measureIntroduced into a life of loving sacrificeAnd this Father’s Day is filled with peace, not strifeIt is said that snow … Continue reading

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Ode To A Tipsy Fairy

Ode To A Tipsy Fairyby Michael DoyleAfter 40 hours locked inside the slave mindIt will take three pints just to leave it behindAnswers needed can’t be found without right questionsThe urgency felt is constrained by life’s hesitationsFundamentally sought within my … Continue reading

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In the Shadows of Cheerfulness

In the Shadows of Cheerfulnessby Michael DoyleOn the edge of zero There’s a shadowy historyIn land of anti-heroesIs there any real mysteryThat someone wants to stripThe aura of wonderfulnessIn a lustful cynical gripBringing a darkness to cheerfulnessA style of loving … Continue reading

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Be the Answer

Be the Answerby Michael DoyleThe pain feltIn waves dealtAs the will to liveBegins as you forgivePushing off from the edgeNormalcy over the ledgeLiving life of full intentionWhile paying right attentionIn waves of positive affirmationThat serve as confirmationLiving by the seat … Continue reading

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Weren’t Those the Teenaged Years?

Weren’t Those the Teenaged Years?by Michael DoyleThe teenaged yearsOf Saturday night solitudeWas a parade of smiles and tearsAnd many dramasWaiting to intrudeInto the happiness that cameAnd that provided the frameIn moments of ShakespeareThat kept us awakeMaking us braver than our … Continue reading

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