Tag Archives: Living Dead

The Memory Is Bittersweet

The Memory Is Bittersweetby Michael DoyleI wish I could erase the darkness I have feltThat somehow, some way, I could escape the hand dealtAll the good and the bad that makes us who we areLeaves me wishing forlorn on that … Continue reading

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Back In ’81

Back In ’81by Michael DoyleDo you rememberBack in ’81It had all been doneLighting our bootsWith low grade gasolineTo ignite the sparkAnd let it burnThe show is the showWith jagged rhythmsAnd the leads that flowWe didn’t knowDidn’t knowGot to let it … Continue reading

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In the Church of the Open Field

In the Church of the Open Fieldby Michael DoyleIn the church of the open fieldThe glory of truth is revealedIn fellowship of God’s good companyIn the exclusive claims of divinityDarkness hates the shine of lightPreferring as it does, the things … Continue reading

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