Tag Archives: Journey

Too Jung For the Good Life

Too Jung For the Good Lifeby Michael DoyleThe verbal coinage of modern-age complexityLays predominately bound to Jung’s dexterityIt’s something that happens in synchronicityOf the universe beaming out the need to be happyBut the journey of happiness, despite its fascinationCannot be … Continue reading

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A Rebellion Begins In Questions

A Rebellion Begins In Questionsby Michael DoyleSome seek truth with hesitationWhile others cannot form the questionsOften, answers arrive with simplicityUntangled as these are from the world’s complexityFaith belongs aside it’s sister, reasonComplementing each within its seasonEach tempers the other as … Continue reading

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No Cause To Weep

No Cause To Weepby Michael DoyleThere is in life’s turning awayLike that of a new day’s dawningThe sort of thing in a man’s wayOf time spent sipping lemonade under the awningUntil that day, when life simply slips awayAnd the miracle … Continue reading

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I’ll Meet You There

I’ll Meet You Thereby Michael DoyleSomewhere in hereIn the deep felt insideThere is cold fearThat has nowhere to hidePushed past mountains and woodsThe darkness comes as it shouldFighting against this is no goodThis is the truth that’s understoodWounded hearts always … 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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A Wood Dragon’s Cosmology

A Wood Dragon’s Cosmologyby Michael DoyleThe time spent quietly comes to its endIt’s been another year of pleasant enough livingHaving found my best habits and friendsAnd it has been another year of peacefully givingBut in truth it has been yet … Continue reading

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Truth of War

Truth of Warby Michael DoyleMost of the world’s problems start with warIt’s a noteworthy thing that it takes moreThen dreamy words offering a shallow victoryTo come out on the winning side of historyMany a fool has believed themselves betterWhen cooler … Continue reading

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Jake LaMotta’s Blackened Blues

Jake LaMotta’s Blackened Bluesby Michael DoyleWith the pressure of coal refractiveIn a life hard lived and extractiveA diamond’s aspects glitter in their huesThe Bronx Bull lived his blackened bluesWhen out of the ring, his prowess was as abusiveAs his desire … Continue reading

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Wandering In the Night

Wandering In the Nightby Michael DoyleWeary souls wandering in the nightIn need of a healing lightWe are not ever truly aloneThanking God, we are not on our ownWe are unburdened from bitternessOur saved souls have felt the tendernessWalking each moment … Continue reading

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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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