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Held Like A Dream…Let Go
Held Like A Dream…Let Goby Michael DoyleLife can make me wearyDropping me down until I’m tearyClinging to the edges as we sail into the nightIt’s as if we only have lanterns for lightAfter the day’s journey, makes us tireCome warm … Continue reading
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Tagged A Million Years Ago, Ability To Give Life, Blood, Case, Cliing, Do or Die, Dream, Dropping Me Down, Edges, Eyes, Feet, Ferry, Fire, Hands, Haunted, Held, Her, Hold, Journey, Lanterns, Let Go, Light, Meant, Memory, Night, Onward, Other Side, Past, Poetry and Poems, Remember, Run, Sail, Tears, Teary, Tire, Travel, Weary, Why, Yesterday
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Upending the Trump Cards
Upending the Trump Cardsby Michael DoyleBefore my almost disbelieving eyesThe stuff of comics is seen as I realizeThat theoretical physics is being soldAnd the multiverse is the story being toldPage one and above the paper’s foldThe blockbuster is showing up … Continue reading
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Tagged Action, Beat, Block Buster, Bold, Choice, Comics, Cosmology, Cosmos, Disbelieving, Discomfort, Dissatisfaction, Explanation, Eyes, Fold, Frame, Human Minds, Illustrate, Incomplete, Memory, Mingle, Multiverse, Obsolete, Page One, Paint, Parllel, Philosophy, Poetry and Poems, Print, Religion, Scenery, Spidey Senses, Story, Technology, The Past, Theoretical Physics, Tingle, Told, Trump Cards, Truth, Upend
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Thought For the Day: I Shut My Eyes and All the World Drops Dead; I Lift My Lids and All Is Born Again
“I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; I lift my lids and all is born again.” – Sylvia Plath, poet (27 Oct 1932-1963)
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Tagged Again, All, Born, Dead, Eyes, Lids, Lift, Shut, Sylvia Plath, Thought For the Day, World
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Healing the Brokenness
Healing the Brokennessby Michael DoyleWe are all part of the brokenness of humanityWe must seek to bravely move into responsibilityBeing part of the solution, to relieve our strifeBy lessening our own sins in this thing we call lifeThe Garden of … Continue reading
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Tagged Blame and Shame, Blame Shifting, Brokenness, Capable, Conflict, Contemplation, Dominion, Eyes, Fix, Garden of Eden, Heal, Humanity, Lean'In, Life, Losing Game, Planks, Poetry and Poems, Redemption, Resolve, Responsibility, Responsible, Scapegoating, Sin, Solution, Strife, Stuggle, Thrive, Work
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A Gathering of Understanding
In honor of the International Day of the World’s Indigenous PeoplesA Gathering of Understandingby Michael DoyleThe time has come for the Red Nations to riseAgain, and bring healing before the world’s eyesWith promised blessings that will cure the separationsBy and … Continue reading
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Tagged Blessings, Crippled Nations, Cure, Darkest Corners, Eyes, Families, First Nations, Gathering, Gifts, Glory, Gratitude, Green, Healing, Hope, Integrity, Intention, Lands, Learn, Light, Linger, Memories, Night, Poetry and Poems, Promise, Reciprocity, Red Nations, Rise, Separation, Sick World, Story, The Creator, The Great Spirit, Time, Tradition, Understanding, World
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It’s A Generational Thing
It’s A Generational Thingby Michael DoyleHowever framed, we all begin with the creationNaming our family by this point of originationIt comes to note that most issues today are of identityBut, we Christians, know who we are through theologyChrist dwells in … Continue reading
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Tagged Address, Adoration, Christ, Christians, Confess, Creation, Eyes, Family, Form, Frame, Generational Thing, Glory, Greed, Heaven, His Story, Identity, Intercession, Issues, Love, Loving One Another, Others, Petition, Poetry and Poems, Point of Origination, Pray, Souls, Succession, Theology, Unselfish
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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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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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