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Too Many Voices
Too Many Voicesby Michael DoyleThe mourning after is brought by its happy day.Maybe it amounts to the memory kept, and by the way.How do I keep you today, hoping for our tomorrow,Without my smile, sometimes slipping into sorrow.If I should … Continue reading
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Tagged ADHD, Believe, Best Lies, Choices, Clouds, Dismiss, Ears, Eyes, Faith, Gathered Pieces, God, Happy Day, Heart, Hope, Jesus, Justiice, Love, Majesty, Memory, mental-health, Mourning, Much Ado, Orphan Moon, Passing Through, Poetry and Poems, Promse, Ran, Rock Paper Scissors, Smile, Sorrow, Soul, Spoken Dreams, Time, Today, Tomorrow, Too Many, Tragedy, True, Voices, Void, Way, Whole, Witness, Writing, Years
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Bonhoeffer, Part 7
Bonhoeffer, Part 7by Michael DoyleTime stands still with its lit fuse,We wonder why life makes us choose.We do our best to stop the evil in men,To give or take life feels a lesser sin.What would one give to save one’s … Continue reading
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Tagged Better, Bible, Choose, Christ's Blood, Christianity, Communio, Cordial Driink, Destiny, Die, Dietrich Bonhoeffer, Doom, Evil, Face of Evil, Fail, Faith, Faithfully, Fuse, Gallow, Genocide, God, God's Love, Hate, Hello, Holy, Humanity, Jesus, Journey, Last Chance, Life, Live, Love of God, M, Mankind, Memory, Miracle, Mourn, Nation, News, Poetry and Poems, Prayer, Purity, Purpose, Racism, Reality, Reputaton, Rescuue, Room, Salvatiion, Service, Shadow, Silence, Sin, The Gift, Time, Together, Unbroken, Vain Whispers, Will of God, Words of Love
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Thought For the Day: The Heart, Like the Mind, Has A Memory. And In It Are Kept the Most Precious Keepsakes
“The heart, like the mind, has a memory. And in it are kept the most precious keepsakes.” – Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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Tagged Memory, Thought For the Day, Heart, Kept, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Miin, Precioius, Keepsake
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From the Silence Remembered
From the Silence Rememberedby Michael DoyleFrom the waiting silence comes the memoryOf a time when Iran was full of majesty.This storied land grasps for freedom,Not wishing to be a kingdom or a theocracy. This time whispers the quietly reverent,This time, … Continue reading
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Tagged 1979, Authority, Beast, Civilization, Coercion, Conflict, Credibility, Crown Prince, Different, Economic Relief, End, Expression, Figurehea, Force, Freeom, Historic Dignity, Hope, Iran, Islamic Republic, Kngdom, Memory, Nation, Opposition, Peace, Persia, Poetry and Poems, Position, Religion, Religious Extortion, Remembered, Repression, Reverent, Rise, Silence, Storied Land, Supreme Leaders, The People, Thecocracy, This tm, Tyranny, Unnatural Politics, Waiting Silence, Whisper
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The Footprints In My Soul
The Footprints In My Soulby Michael DoyleLove is not a monologue,Talking to myself gets me nowhere.Let’s get on with the dialogue,Moving beyond where I simply persevere.Under my empire of ashesLives a garden from my heart.Despite the doom of thrashes,This is … Continue reading
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Tagged Beginning, Betrayal, Beyond, Dialogue, Dream, Empire of Ashes, Empty Burn, End, Endless Torment, Fly, Footprints, Friend, Garden, Give and Take, Gone, Grave, Heart, Long-Distance Runaround, Love, Many Voices, Memory, Monolgue, Nowhere, Perfect Moment, Poetry and Poems, Rubicon, Snow, Solitary, Soul, Talking To Myself, Wings, Winter
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Like A New Look of Horror
Like A New Look of Horrorby Michael DoyleWe look back on yesterday’s self,Like a new look of horror from our shelf,And as we turn from page to pageWe find more foolishness than wisdom from a sage.Memory is a monster as … Continue reading
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Tagged Apology, Fantasy, Foolishness, Groan, Horror, Host, Lapdogs of Hell, Memory, Monstger, New Look, Page, Poetry and Poems, Sage, Shelf, Vampire, vampires, Writing, Yesterday
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The Details on Liberty Street
The Details On Liberty Streetby Michael DoyleMortality beats a heavy drum in perspective.Memories of past conversations are kept respectiveOf all the years that have since come and gone.Only the night herself can say when to move on.The sharing of souls … Continue reading
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Tagged Books, Confession, Conversation, Desecration, Details, Error, Fiction, Horror, Liberty Street, Memory, Morbidity, Mortaility, Movies, Negotiation, Night, Perspective, Poetry and Poems, Reconciliation, Respective, Share, Soul, Truth, Undead, Unsaid, Vampire, vampires, Years
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Syncopated Anticipation
Syncopated Anticipationby Michael DoyleThe music, any music, has its own flow,Leaving behind the day as we dance.We enjoy the moments as these flow,As if inside a fluid sense of trance.The audience is part of the show.The thunder roars across the … Continue reading
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Tagged Anticipation, Audence, Dance, Darkness, Day, Flow, Harshness, Heart, Loneliness, Memory, Moments, Music, Mystery, Night, Poetry and Poems, Shadow, Show, Synocopated, Thunder, Tomorrow, Valentine
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ALOHA PROMISES FOREVER 