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Tag Archives: Memory
Hard To Fix
Hard To Fixby Michael DoyleHitchhiking without a direction knownIt’s not on the map and is seldom shownLooking for God and if He’s in chargeIt’s as close as I come to living largeSome things are like bags of tricksImpossible to handle … Continue reading
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Tagged Bags of Tricks, Best of Life, Bounce, Busy Looking, Charge, Crowded, Dead, Dear Life, Direction, Family, Forgot, God, Handle, Hard To Fix, Harder To Fix, Head, Here By Mistake, Hide, Hitchhiking, Impossible, Living Large, Map, Memory, Nothing, Poetry and Poems, Possibilities, Pride, Scars, Shown, Smile, Something, Specificty, Stars, Traveling Fast
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First Principles: Sensible of the Importance of Christian Piety and Virtue To the Order and Happiness of A State, I Cannot But Earnestly Commend To You Every Measure For Their Support and Encouragement
“Sensible of the importance of Christian piety and virtue to the order and happiness of a state, I cannot but earnestly commend to you every measure for their support and encouragement … Manners, by which not only the freedom, but … Continue reading
Christmas Island Memory
Christmas Island Memoryby Michael DoyleEven Christmas Island has its rulesThough they’re not type you learn in schoolsBut the types that build useful toolsThe type needed by wise men, common folk, and foolsOne of these is to drop the guessingAccepting each … Continue reading
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Tagged Begin, Blessing, Christmas Island, Common Folk, Days, Each Moment, End, Fools, Guessing, Know, Learn, Lesson, Life, Memory, Poetry and Poems, Push and Pull, Rules, School, Special Way, Tools, Ways, Wise Men
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Gifts On this Morn
Gifts On This Mornby Michael DoyleIt’s just how it is since we were bornWe await the superficial gifts of this mornExcited eyes search around the Christmas treeWondering what presents are for you and meThen when all the gifts have been … Continue reading
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Tagged Born, Carolers, Change, Cheer, Christmas Tree, Chrstmas, Digital, Excited Eyes, Family, Family Table, Find, Found, Fun, Garland, Gifts, Go Outside and Play, Hide, Innocence, Memory, Moonlight, Morn, Mourning Yesterday, Our Children, Outside, Parents, Poetry and Poems, Screens, Sun, Supper, Tinsel, Toys, Undone, Wonder
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Like Flowers In A Vase
Like Flowers In A Vase (For Joni Mitchell)by Michael DoyleBlonde hair and a long silhouetteA beautiful voice, unforgotten yetLife’s so short and makes us numbBeauty like this is what we becomeA voice for her generationHeld by many with great venerationA … Continue reading
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Tagged Beautiful Voice, Beauty, Become, Blonde Hair, Circumspection, Clouds, Declarative, First-Person Narrative, Flowers, Generation, Hesitation, Introspection, Involved, Joni Mitchell, Known, Lady Blue, Life, Madmen and Badmen, Memory, Numb, Poetry and Poems, Point of View, Question, Short, Shown, Silhouette, Sus Chords, Taken For Granted, True, Truth, Unforgotten, Unresolved, Vase, Veneration, Voice, Words
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Remembering Prince
Remembering Princeby Michael DoyleI remember listening to a nightingale singSomewhere in Europe and just about springAnd thinking about things dismissed in hasteA lot of which was only my imagined wasteOne of these was Prince, dead at fifty-sevenDid find his way … Continue reading
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Tagged America Singing, Argue, Blind, Dark Side, Decay, Deep Discography, Delay, Diminutive, Dirty-Minded Minstrel, Dismiss, Europe, Eyebrow, Eyes, Feedback, Fifty-Seven, Forgotten, Freedom, Funky Treasure, Grief, Harm, Haste, Heaven, Hum, Life, Loaded Dice, Lost Culture, Love, Measure, Melody, Memories, Memory, Minor Gods, Mourning Doves, Music, Musical Genres, Nightingale, Pain, Poetry, Poetry and Poems, Price, Prince, Pulse, Purple Rain, Rain, Remember, Reverence, Reverie, Rock-n-Roll, Shape of One, Soft Voice, Somehow, Something From Nothing, Soul, Sound, Spring, Strong Spirit, Surprise, The Purple One, Time, Transcend, Trtuh, Waste, Wicked Charm, Wisdom, Writing
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Wondering About My Errors
Wondering About My Errorsby Michael DoyleI have been looking in the mirrorRevisiting all my errorsI have been thinking about the pastAll the beliefs that didn’t lastThe Devil visits my mindShowing ruins that I left behindBurning bridges to yesterdayIt seems so … Continue reading
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Tagged Babylon, Belief, Belligerent Youth, Burning Bridges, Castaway, Devil, Different Light, Done, Dreaming, Drift Away, Emotional Targets, Error, Errors, Fortune, Frontiers, Identity, LandMines, Living Life, Long Way, Lost Child, Love, Me, Memory, Mirror, Moments, Music, No Man's Land, Ocean Away, Past, Poems, Poetry, Poetry and Poems, Punchline, Ramble On, Ruins, Sheltering Sky, Sleep, Species, Tears, Truth, Weep, Why, Wonder, Writing, Yesterday
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It Hardly Counted
It Hardly Counted by Michael DoyleIn all my time in the dreadful warI felt certain of something moreA lot of horrible things occurredLooking back they’ve all blurredThese horrors handled with graceAre the worst, most of us faceTo know that man’s … Continue reading
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Tagged Amount, Blur, Certain, Conflict, Cost, Count, Desipte, Die, Effort, Empty Hero, Endure, Eyes, Face, Feeling, Friends, Grace, Hell, Horror, Hurt Full, In the End, Inflict, Less Than Zero, Lifetime, Man's Inhumanity To Man, Memory, Mirror, More, Needed, Occur, Others, Poetry and Poems, Recognize, Rhyme, Shell, Time, Trouble, Truth, War, Why
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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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Tagged Apparitions, Bittersweet, Breaks Your Heart, Darkness, Dealt, Defeat, Echoes, Erase, Family, Fear, Felt, Ghosts, Good and the Bad, Life, Living Dead, Love, Memories, Memory, Past, Poetry, Poetry and Poems, Reality, Sanity, Tears You Apart
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