Tag Archives: Feelings

Saltwater Traces

Saltwater Tracesby Michael DoyleLooking out from the edge of the ocean’s shoreThere is a vast expanse we’ve yet to exploreWe know so little about our Mother OceanAnd yet, fools like me are filled with devotionLimited as we are by human … Continue reading

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The Love In Your Eyes

The Love In Your Eyesby Michael DoyleWe look for love in the life we embraceWe struggle to find our footing in this placeThere is nothing left for us to explainHow it is that we’ve walked past life’s painThe struggles that … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: Go Ahead And Cry. I’m Here With You

“People have said, ‘Don’t cry’ to other people for years and years, and all it has ever meant is, ‘I’m too uncomfortable when you show your feelings. Don’t cry.’ I’d rather have them say, ‘Go ahead and cry. I’m here … Continue reading

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Signaled Purity

Signaled Purityby Michael DoyleThe future is dark with obscurityFilled as it is with so much uncertaintyThe song of love will prevailAs the rains and winds outside swellYou can promise happiness and never knowThe fortunes that will come and goLike a … Continue reading

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Valentine’s Season

Valentine’s Seasonby Michael DoyleIn a circular society, there are seasonsSome of these devoid of sensible reasonsAs to why there is plenty or there is lessLove to be found, yet if I had to guessIt’s more worth quietly learning to resignAnd … Continue reading

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First Principles: Science Has Liberated the Ideas of Those Who Read and Reflect, and the American Example Has Kindled Feelings of Right In the People

“Science has liberated the ideas of those who read and reflect, and the American example has kindled feelings of right in the people.” – Thomas Jefferson

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Practiced Denial

Practiced Denialby Michael DoyleWe laugh, we smileWe practice our denialTrying hard to hideFeelings we can’t confideThere are words unspokenLike sharp sticks pokingLeaving wounds that will scarIt all went a bit too farPainted like a clownIt always got me downLike a … Continue reading

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Friends of Mine Like Poetry

Friends of Mine Like Poetryby Michael DoyleFriends of mine like a little poetryMixed in with their misguided militancy,There is something to the spin reelingWho needs the facts when there are feelingsIt’s a little less about working things outAnd more about … Continue reading

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On Which Life Depends

On Which Life Dependsby Michael DoyleWe play games aimed to pleaseAs we touch and you teaseShowing me your personal spacesAnd touching me with your tracesThese linger inside my mindYours is the touch that I’ve wanted to findI am in a … 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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