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Enough Pain To Go Around
Enough Pain To Go Aroundby Michael DoyleIf there’s one thingThat I’ve foundIt’s there’s enough painTo go aroundPages of sorrowTears of rageHolding on for tomorrowOn this world’s stageIt’s the state of artOf my darkened heartCalling out across the multiverseI’ve engineered it … Continue reading
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Tagged Answers, Confess, Confusion, Darkened Heart, Done, Doubt, Dream, Engineer, Enough, Found, Go Around, Hang Tough, Hugging It Out, Huts, Inside, Little Bit, Live, Mess, Miss, Multiverse, Not the Only One, Pages, Pain, Pieces Fit, Poetry and Poems, Primal Scream, Rage, Reverse, Rip Apart, Sorrow, Stage, State of Art, Tears, Tomorrow, World, Wrong Address, Zip Code
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The Journey of Parenting
The Journey of Parentingby Michael DoyleSeeded with a lot of quietudeIs the truth of parenting’s magnitudeEvery day begun in earnest prayerTo take on all moments, hard or fairThe challenges sometimes come on hardAs we hold closely to each player’s cardsIt’s … Continue reading
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Tagged Accountable, All Moments, Approach, Begin, Belief, Belong, Bible, Blessing, Bright Light, Cast Aside, Challenges, Coach, Consistency, Darkness, Discern, Encourage, Frame, Free Will, Full-Hearted, Godly Ways, Grief, Grow, Guessing, Hearts, Hold Closely, Holiness of Life, Hypocrisy, Integrity, Journey, Legacy, Living Days, Love, Magnitude, Miss, Modeled Example, Parenting, Plays, Poetry and Poems, Prcoess, Preach, Principles, Protection, Quietude, Reach, Road, Scripted Lessons, Scripture, Seeded, Shape, Shine, Stages of Life, Teaching, Teaching Right, Think, Truth, Values, Walk the Walk
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The Spin of the Win, …Again
The Spin of the Win, ..Againby Michael DoyleOh the spin, the spinThe spin masters spinTurning America’s lossInto some kind of winOh the spin, the spinThe spin masters spinTrying to turn what should be a lossInto a political winMistaking the wrong … Continue reading
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Tagged Adulterous Woman, America, American People, Begin, Betrayal, Blur, Brutally, Burr, Clarity, Condoned, Conviction, Crime, Cringe, Game, Game Is on, Ides of March, Invincibility, Legality, Loss, Miss, Pardoned, Poetry and Poems, Political Win, Pretense, Self-Aware, Sense, Shame, Spin, Stoned, Teflon Don, Tenuous Legal Theory, Thought, Trash Talk, Unpredictability, Win
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Midnight Reflections
Midnight Reflectionsby Michael DoyleSending I love you echoes across the canyon wallInto the frigid air of this late fallThinking to myself that you were once so nearNow gasping at the thought that you might disappearThe distance is no further than … Continue reading
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Tagged Ache, Beautiful Face, Beside me, Close My Eyes, Disappear, Distance, Echoes, Fantastic Blunder, Hand, Heart, Infinite Grace, Kiss, Late Fall, Midnight Reflections, Miss, Near, Poetry and Poems, Pull Me Under, Soul, Start, Sunrise, Tear Drops, Then, Wait, Wake, Walking Dream, Wish, Without You, Wonder, Words Exchanged
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Lisa (How To Love A New England Girl)
Lisa (How To Love A New England Girl)by Michael DoyleShe was born a New England girlWith dreams of her own and the leaves in a whirlEvery fall, she knew comfort in her seasonAnd he knew that she made sense beyond … Continue reading
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Tagged Beach, Beautiful Name, Best Place, Beyond Reason, Blame, Boston, Coffees, Comfort, Conversations, Cotton Candy, Dreams, Driven, Dunkin Donuts, Embrace, Enjoy, Every Morning, Fall, Fall Foliage, Flowers, Glad To Be Alive, God, Granite Swimming Holes, Hand-In-Hand, Hard to Resist, Hayrides, Heart, Her Ways, Hoome, Hung Out, Incredible Place, Kaleidoscope, Leaves, Lights, Lips, Lisa, Longfellow Serenade, Love, Love Like hers, Love Like That, Love of Music, Miss, Moon, Music, Never Alone, New England Girl, North Beach, North Conway, Overgrown Surfer Boy, Oyster, Plans Made, Poetry and Poems, Posse, Promised, Reach, Red Hair, Sand, Season, Settler's Green, Shade, Shores, Smart Enough, Songs, Sore Thumb, Splinter, Start, Story Land, Summer, Sunrise, Take the Blame, The Wall, Toes, Tourists, Two Hour Drive, Understand, W.C. Handy, Walking, Warm, Warning, Wicked Slippery, Winter, Wintry, Woods, Worth
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Take the Dice and Roll
Take the Dice and Rollby Michael DoyleEvery choice that we makeCould be the wrong oneMake it anyhow!The best shot we takeCould miss the targetTake it anyhow!Wrong or rightIf you couldn’t live with youIf you didn’t do as you mightDo what … Continue reading
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Tagged Anyhow, Best Shot, Bluff, Choice, Dice, End, Eyes, Find, Good Enough, Groove, Known, Life, Live, Make It, Might, Miss, Need To Do, Poetry and Poems, Right Move, Roll, Rolling Up Our Sleeves, Stare, Take It, Target, Unconcerned, Wrong One, Wrong or Right
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Rituals
Ritualsby Michael DoyleRitualsTaken in sequenceProtect us from harmVisuals Seemingly in coincidenceHave their illustrious charmsEvery step takenTo shake the forsakenTo hunt or to be huntedHead on the swivel; fear bluntedTo move beyond first baseA destiny to embraceCaught in a game of … Continue reading →