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Half Remembered Lines
As If the Last Timeby Michael DoyleMy heart keeps being hauntedBy these half-remembered linesThe ones that are never wantedLike a kiss given as if the last timeHere’s looking at you, kidShe half smiles, keeping it hidThat heartbreak is only an … Continue reading
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Tagged Anticipation, Argue, Beautiful, Believe, Cafe Americain, Change, Chaos, Choice, Complicate, Cost, Deceive, Doubt, Drink, Emotion, Half Rememberd, Half Smile, Haunt, Heart, Heartbreak, Inner Voices, Journey, Kiss, Last Time, Lines, Look, Lost, Luck, Overthink, Poetry and Poems, Trail, Vacation, Want, World, Wounded Lives, Yesterday
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Thought For the Day: In A Series of Acts of Kindness There Is, At Last, One Which Makes the Heart Run Over
“We cannot tell the precise moment when friendship is formed. As in filling a vessel drop by drop, there is at last a drop which makes it run over. So in a series of acts of kindness there is, at … Continue reading
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Tagged Acts, Drop By Drop, Fill, Form, Friendship, Heart, James Boswell, Kindness, Precise Moment, Run Over, Series, Tell, Thought For the Day, Vessel
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Witches Brew
Witches Brewby Michael DoyleIn the shroud of fog, we find the doorAnd knock on it, hoping yet to exploreHidden secrets are lost behind smoky eyesBut it’s the kind of secret that is hard to disguiseWhat sort of secrets would it … Continue reading
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Tagged Advice, Advocation, Best, Better Good, Bright, Chase, Command, Courage, Darkness, Debate, Demands, Different Eyes, Discern, Disguise, Door, Eager, Elude, Encourage, Essence, Evidence, Experience, Experts, Explore, Fell, Fog, Follow, Forge Ahead, Forgive, Friend to Man, Good, Greatness, Hard Times, Heart, Heartbreaks, Hesitate, Hidden Secrets, Horrid Outcomes, Hostility, Humble, Ignorance, Inquiring Minds, Know, Lean, Lesser Minds, Light, Lived, Loving One Another, Mind, Minds, Misunderstood, Mystery, New Day, Open, Orthodoxy, Past Mistakes, Poetry and Poems, Pretense, Price, Providence, Recluse, Refuse, Search, Secret, Share, Sharpen, Shine, Should, Shroud, Smoky Eyes, Sought, True Humanity, True Leaders, Unafraid, Understand, Vanity, Witches Brew, Would
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In Healing Hymn
In Healing Hymnby Michael DoyleTo be human is to fantasizeMore than can be seen with naked eyesWorried about what ghouls might beAfter death’s last-breath tragedyWe keep our eyes on what is nextAnd all the riddles that do connectCaught in our … Continue reading
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Tagged Arrogance, Bittersweet, Blasphemy, Breath, Burn, Bury, Climb, Conceal, Courage, Cure, Death, Desceration, Die, Dream, Endure, Fadeaway, Faithlessness, Fantasize, Flowers, Fluidity, Ghouls, God, Grave, Grow, Heal, Health and Sickness, Heart, Heartbreak, Heaven's Gate, Hesitation, Human, Hymn, Know, Lives, Lullaby, Measure, Memories, Mortal Love, Mountain, Mourn, Mystic, Naked Eyes, Offense, Pockets of Desolation, Poetry and Poems, Pursue, Question, Remembered, Resurrection, Riddles, Sacred Reason, Save, Sin, Sorrow, Sympathy, Timid Souls, Tomorrow, Tragedy, Treasure, Yesterday
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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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The Black Book Blues
The Black Book Bluesby Michael DoyleA father’s handClutches his son’s bloodMired in the sandClotting in the mudCorruption is as corruption doesSome things never changeIt’s as bad as it ever wasSome things simply rearrangeAn honest man can’t always be niceNot when … Continue reading
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Tagged Bad As It Ever Was, Battles, Black Book, Blues, Broken, Brutal, Burn, Change, Clot, Clown, Corruption, Cost, Danger, Evil, Father's Hand, Good, Grief, Heart, Heartbreak, Hide, Honest Man, Incendiary, Integrity, Lesson, Light, Look, Memories, Mercies, Mercy, Mistake, Mud, None, Nowhere, Pain, Poetry and Poems, Price, Relief, Right, Run, Sand, Shown, Sight, Snare, Son's Blood, Spare, Stranger, Token, Tossed, Truth, Understood, Wink and Nudge, Youth
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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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On His Ground
On His Groundby Michael DoyleThe walls tumble downAt the roaring soundWith the victory crownWe plant our feet on His GroundGlorifying what we’ve foundIn the arms of Jesus aroundUs all, in His full gloryKnowing we are part of His full storyThe … Continue reading
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Tagged Amrs, Before All, Call, Fascination, Father, Found, Generation, Glorify, Glory, Heart, His Ground, Hold, Jesus, Plant, Poetry and Poems, Resound, Roaring Sound, Sacred Hearts, Salvation, Story, Tumble, Veneration, Victory Crown, Walls
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Thought For the Day: The Heart of A Mother Is A Deep Abyss, At the Bottom of Which You Will Always Find Forgiveness
“The heart of a mother is a deep abyss, at the bottom of which you will always find forgiveness.” -Honore de Balzac, novelist (1799-1850)
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Tagged Abyss, Bottom, Deep, Find, Forgiveness, Heart, Honore de Balzac, Mother, Thought For the Day
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