Tag Archives: Eyes

On the Altar of My Life

On the Altar of My Lifeby Michael DoyleIn every moment, even or oddYou put me together, Lord GodIn every flaw and every breakYou have eased every single acheYou have shown me the truthLived every moment since my youthEvery shame of … Continue reading

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Just Like Hollywood

Just Like Hollywoodby Michael DoyleEvery baby truly belongsEven in the world of wrongsDreams turn into nightmaresIn this world filled with caresSometimes maybe it’s alrightTo know what’s worth the fightAnd maybe love is one of thoseThat would be one those we … Continue reading

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Dollar Rich (Soul Poor)

Dollar Rich (Soul Poor)by Michael DoyleYou can live life on the stealthHaving unbounded amounts of wealthAnd if you have no one to live forYou may be dollar rich, but you’re still poorYou can own precious gems and artThings that some … Continue reading

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Thinking On Department Store Santas

Thinking On Department Store Santasby Michael DoyleOver fifty-itis hits us allAs the world changes from what we recallEven the jolly old man is to be fearedAt least as he spends the rest of his yearRed suited and well shoed in … Continue reading

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Waymaker

Waymakerby Michael DoyleI woke up this morningWith a shake and lurchThe alarm clock’s warningBarely got me up in time for churchBut there are promises madeThat once made, must be keptI walk with God never afraidDespite the tears I have weptKeeping … Continue reading

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Always Time For A Story

Always Time For A Storyby Michael DoyleQuietly sitting on the pewThere in one sense, familyWearing our brother’s coatAnd in this, draped in povertyKeeping warm on Christmas nightAll for the sake of spirits brightKept a flicker in swaddling clothesAs only as … Continue reading

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Reflections On Dorian Gray, Part VII: Remembrances

Reflections On Dorian Gray, Part VII: Remembrancesby Michael DoyleThe plague burns through old London TownWhile God casts his eyes aside with a frownObsessed with frightening visions of Sibyle VaineDorian crumbles perched on the brink of going insaneRemembrances of her and … Continue reading

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Michelle’s Poem (A Poem for A Friend)

Michelle’s Poem (A Poem for A Friend)by Michael DoyleShe’s not beyond magicTo believe otherwiseWould be something tragicYou can see it in her eyesShe’s got a laughFor every seasonIn her way of knowingBeyond all reasonIn that sunshine wayShe holds the world … Continue reading

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Reflections on Dorian Gray V: Immortality Revealed

Reflections on Dorian Gray V: Immortality Revealedby Michael DoyleArt imitates life as life imitates artMasquerading in the wantonness of the heartIt’s a fearful discovery of the monster withinThat while we don’t understand, causes us to sinActing in the the brazen … Continue reading

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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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