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Tag Archives: Memory
Elephants Mourn Their Dead (Happy the Elephant)
Elephants Mourn Their Dead (Happy the Elephant)by Michael DoyleNo freedom, no libertyNo right to fundamental dignityHappy the Elephant pays the costAnd the decision it seems is lostThere will be no sanctuaryPersonhood has been denied capacityRegardless of intelligence, elephants are thingsSubstantially … Continue reading
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Tagged "X", Ability, Aesthetic, Arbritary, Autonomy, Beauty, Capacity, Chattel, Complexity, Cost, Dead, Decision, Dissent, Dominant Tusked, Elephants, Empathy, Factors, Family, Forehead, Freedom, Full Recognition, Fundamental Dignity, Given Hand, Happy the Elephant, Human Beings, Humanity, Intelligence, Language, Legal Reasoning, Liberty, Love, Majestic Giants, Memory, Mirrors, Mourn, Nonverbal, Personhood, Picky Eaters, Poetry and Poems, Points of Similarity, Present, Recognize, Refinement, Rejected, Sanctuary, Science, Self, Sentient Beings, Solitary Confinement, Talking, Things, Things Unsaid, Understand, Unfeeling, Walking, Words, World, Zoo Enclosures
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Circling Around Symmetry
Circling Around Symmetryby Michael DoyleLike a wanderer of lost momentsI find myself with ghosts in memoryCircling around the tormentsTo sharpened to find the symmetry Needed to find balance in the crawl outIn the long kiss good night In a gathering … Continue reading
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Tagged Attention, Balance, Balloon, Capability, Circling Around, Community, Conversations, Counting, Covers Blown, Deep Truths, Depth, Engage, First Contact, Gathering of Kings, Ghosts, Good Night, Grown, Improvisation, Innocent, Islolation, Lessons, Lost Moments, Magic, Memory, Minor Moment, Overheard, Poetry and Poems, Pretense, Reality, Repressed Emotions, Seek, Sharp, Sincerity, Siren's Calling, Steps, Strain of Cynicism, Strained Torment, Symmetry, Tension, Torment, Touch, Vulnerability, Wanderer, Wish, World
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What It Takes To Be A New Yorker
What It Takes To Be A New Yorkerby Michael DoyleIt used to be that all it took was a remembranceOf what used to be and now is turned into encumbranceSummoning a piece of the city that used to existWhen what … Continue reading
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Tagged Amnesia, Asps, Battle, Cynicism, Dawn, Encumbrance, Epiphany, Exist, Fate, Final End Date, Grief, Heartbreak, Living Legacy, Memory, Mourning, New Yorker, New Yorkers, Pandemic, Persist, Poetry and Poems, Remembrance, Skyline, Street, Takes, Tomorrow, Twin Towers, Warning, Whispers
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On Behalf of the Uyghurs
On Behalf of the Uyghursby Michael DoyleGive me the whole of your sentence And I will still my will and serveGive me the entirety of your pretenseTell me what it is that I deserveAnd I will still write my poetryNever … Continue reading
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Tagged Banner, Behalf, Blossom, Bosom, Committing Verses, Conscience, Courage, Cried, Culture, Defend, Deserve, Encoourage, Endless Grief, Everything, Fade Away, Familiar Voice, Family, Fire n Throat, Flowers, Freedoms, Genocide, Gulnisa Imin, Hope, Human Contact, Integrity, Joined In Voice, Language, Live Dead, Live Freely, Living Legacy, Make Us Friends, Manner, Memory, Moonless Nights, Patriotism, People's Rights, Poetry, Poetry and Poems, Pretense, Reeducation, Regret, Said, Sentence, Separatism, Serve, Shared Thoughts, Sharing Freedom's Plea, Sing Freely, Stars, Strength, Strokes of Penmanship, Stubborn Pride, Supress, Tenderness, Thoughts, Thousand Nights, Tribe of Poets, Truth of Peace, Uyghurs, Vital, WeChat Snippets, Wilderness, Yearn
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Love Was There
Love Was Thereby Michael DoyleAlong the country roads of my youthI learned a few jokes and a lot of truthSinging along with the radio showA lot joy there and it continues to flowSo many smiles built on memoryTimes spent with … Continue reading
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Tagged Art, Childhood, Choice, Country Roads, Coy, Crashing Down, Dad Joke, Daughters, Distractions, Doing My Best, Everything, Family, Fight, Follow Their Hearts, Give, Good Cheer, Grow Up, Hope, Jokes, Joy, Kind, Learn, Live, Love, Love Was There, Love Will Be There, Loving, Memories, Memory, Million Songs, Moment, Music, Patient, Poetry and Poems, Pray, Push Through, Radio Show, Roadside Attractions, Sing, Smiles, Stay, Their Way, Times, Tired, Truth, Voice, Wish, Youth
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To the New Sunrise
To the New Sunriseby Michael DoyleHand to heart, heart to handI wish only that you understandThat even if it weren’t for all your charmI would never wish to bring you harmWhen and wherever you may goYou take my care beyond … Continue reading
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Tagged Betteer, Brave, Care, Charm, Comfort, Deeper, Desire, Dream, Eyes, Feel, Fire, Forward, Greet, Hand, Harm, Heart, Inspire, Joy, Known, Life, Lifetimes, Light, Love, Make Love Real, Memories, Memory, Morning Light, New, Playfulness, Poetry and Poems, Refuge, Restless, Reverie, Safe, Sense of Peace, Sunrise, Tire, Toward, Understand, Warmth, Wish, Words, World
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In the I-IV-VII
In the II IV VIIby Michael Doyle In the I IV VIII just might playMy way to blues heavenBut I wouldn’t want to really say. It’s just another moment in this dayTroubles found and troubles goneNo real matter to how … Continue reading
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Tagged Belongs, Blues, Blues Heaven, Chill, Circles, Crossroads, Crowd, Cry and Play, Curved, Day, Dig In Deep, Drawn, Etch, Every Day, Fall, Feeling, Find, Fogot, Found, Gone, Groove, Guitar, I-IV-VII, Incendiary, Living Life, Lost Mind, Loud, Memory, Mind, Moment, Night, Note, One Too Many, Play, Poetry and Poems, Question, Real Matter, Right, Room, Say, Sing, Sliding Tones, Slow Roll, Song, Soul, Sting, Strings, Tomorrow, Troubles, Tumbling Dice
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A Lament for Michael the Archangel
A Lament of Michael,the Archangelby Michael Doyle The day after celebrating the birth of a daughterI return again to the celebration of the FatherRevisiting instruction in the ways of the kingdomAnd a memory of the better man that I’ve become … Continue reading
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Tagged Archangel, Authority, Become, Better Man, Birth, Blessed Hour, Celebration, Compassion, Daughter, Deception, Defeat, Defender, Ends of the Earth, Father, Father's Feet, Head of the Church, Hell, Indwell, Instruction, Instrument, Jesus, Joy, Lament, Lessons, Memory, Michael, Michael the Archangel, Mirth, Peace, Perception, Poetry and Poems, Power, Power of God, Protector, Recall, Reminder, Satan and His Minions, Serpent, Sight, Sought, Strength, Taught, Time, Ultimately, Walk, Ways of the Kingdom, Wicked World, Wisdom, Witnesses
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Blown Smoke
Blown Smokeby Michael DoyleBlown smoke seen through a windowThe feel of doubt, imprinted on her shadowThe detective watches the young widowLooking for clues, he might recognize and knowHe thinks back on days of reverieThat are no longer more than memoryShivering … Continue reading
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Tagged Arms, Blown Smoke, Borrow, Burn, Children, Clues, Contrite, Dark, Days, Detective, Empty, Feel of Doubt, Forgot, Keep Out, Know, Life, Love, Memory, Misery, Night, Not Divine, Numbers, Paganini, Poetry and Poems, Present, Recognize, Revenge, Reverie, Rocks, Rude, Run, Secret Moods, Shadow, Ship of Fools, Shiver, Sign, Silver Strings, Sorrow, Souls, Stargazer, System, Tomorrow, Troubles, Widow, Window, Wise, Yesterday
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We’ll Burn Our Memory
We’ll Burn Our Memoryby Michael DoyleThere is nothing more humanThen knowing that you are brokenAs time slips by as it canAnd words meander or are unspokenTime is fleeting and not to squanderLet me entreat you to spend yours wellThere are … Continue reading
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Tagged Armor, Ashes, Battle, Better Senses, Broken, Burn, Carry, Choices, Cracks, Dance, Defeat, Difference, Eyes, Fast, Fire, Fleeting, Forget, Hope, Human, Inner Essence, Inner Light, Inner Voice, Know, Life, Limits, Love, Memory, Nothing, One Last Time, Past, Paths, Poetry and Poems, Promise, Regret, Right, Shine, Skies, Spell, Squander, Streets, Time Slips By, Tomorrow, Unexplored, Unspoken, Victory, Wish, Won, Words Meander
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