Tag Archives: Life

Long Gone Phrases (Phases of Yesterday)

Long Gone Phrases (Phases of Yesterday)by Michael DoyleI’m not sure where this story should beginIt doesn’t matter – the color of your skinAnd what you care to believeMatters not as much as you don’t deceiveThere are jokes enough to not … Continue reading →

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A Question of Dimension

A Question of Dimensionby Michael DoyleA question awaits every believerIs God or Is God not a deceiverFrom this point, we’ll need evidenceConclusions must be drawn based on relevanceIs the Earth young? Or Is It Old?Are we to believe our eyes … Continue reading →

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Reality Bytes On An Earlier Hillbilly Sandwich

Reality Bytes On An Earlier Hillbilly Sandwichby Michael DoyleCounterculture shined through the city’s veilGiving a glimpse of Eden through the fires of HellHarsh in its repressive bits of curdled adviceDreamers managed to paint their fleeting paradiseThe torches of an artistic … Continue reading →

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In the Quiet

In the Quiet by Michael DoyleIn the late hours, with others asleepI find my contemplation runs deepAnd I get my best moments quietly doneIt’s sometimes best without anyoneIt’s not to be impatient or rudeWhen I speak on how others intrudeOn … Continue reading →

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Thought For the Day: Life, Forever Dying To Be Born Afresh, Forever Young and Eager, Will Presently Stand Upon This Earth As Upon A Footstool, and Stretch Out Its Realm Amidst the Stars

“Life, forever dying to be born afresh, forever young and eager, will presently stand upon this Earth as upon a footstool, and stretch out its realm amidst the stars.” – H.G. Wells

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A Reach and Twitch

A Reach and Twitchby Michael DoyleA hand reaches out and twitchesHeld out toward the unseen switchesAs a life comes and then is goneAs easy as a light turned off and onWe come into this life cryingScreaming out for more and … Continue reading →

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Second Chance Poker

Second Chance Pokerby Michael DoyleYou don’t truly knowWhat it’s like to live hollowHaving nowhere to goLiving in a jail cell’s shadowClinging to who you used to beSilently hoping for your dignityFeeling like your honor is goneIs this life worth going … Continue reading →

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First Principles: The Only Foundation For A Useful Education In A Republic Is To Laid In Religion. Without This There Can Be No Virtue

“The only foundation for a useful education in a republic is to be laid in religion. Without this there can be no virtue, and without virtue there can be no liberty, and liberty is the object and life of all … Continue reading →

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Home Is Felt

Home Is Feltby Michael DoyleBanging on the walls of our spacesChecking the layout of our placesPopping the bottle of our cheerWe’ll find our way to make our thereThe there of our shared creature comfortLearning how we’ll fit and comportSpinning around … Continue reading →

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Standing In the Light

Standing In the Lightby Michael DoyleLet me share a secretThat’s hard to forgetThey say to write what you knowThis blank page only goes to showMaybe how little that isAnd how much I missIn a life that’s full motionBut often empty … Continue reading →

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