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Dancing With Ghosts
Dancing With Ghostsby Michael DoyleIn spaces where war is thought of as gloryThere are legends that make for great story.Those of us who have fought for our nationKnow this as a fantastic conversation.Around the fire, it’s meant to endlessly inspireSo … Continue reading
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Tagged Acceptable Kind, Battle, Blind, Convesation, Death, Explantion, Fight, Fire, Flanked, Forwrd, Glory, Inspiraton, Legends, Marks of Battle, Monsters, Night, Ntion, Poetry and Poems, Real, Spaces, Story, Toward, Truth
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The Best That I Can
The Best That I Canby Michael DoyleEven for a poet doing the best I can,I wish I were, in some ways, a better man.Sometimes, I can’t write another line,Though I wish I were her Valentine.Hearts impede and sometimes implode,Like a … Continue reading
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Tagged Best, Better Man, Day, Deep Breath, Empathy, Fall Into A Rhyme, Feel, Guitar, Happiiness, Hearts, Hello, Know, Liine, Lonely Man, Mytery, Night, Poet, Poetry and Poems, RightOther Men, Roll, Say, Shadow, Shallow, Song, Sould, Strong, Sympathy, True Bliss, Valentine, Valentine' Day, Violin, Wish, Without You
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Thought For the Day: What Is Life? It Is the Flash of A Firefly In the Night. It Is the Breath of a Buffalo In the Winter Time. It Is the Little Shadow Which Runs Across the Grass and Loses Itself In the Sunset
“What is life? It is the flash of a firefly in the night. It is the breath of a buffalo in the winter time. It is the little shadow which runs across the grass and loses itself in the Sunset.” … Continue reading
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Tagged Breath, Buffalo, Crowfoot, Flash, Grass, Life, Night, Shadow, Sunset, Thought For the Day, Wintertime
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One Breath
One Breathby Michael DoyleHeaven has its melody,It plays like a full symphony.It’s calling us all home.We walk together, not alone.There’s a taste like eternityIn all that God has done for me.There is a home before our adoration,As certain as we … Continue reading
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Tagged Adoration, Arrival, Blessed, Certain, Contemplation, Death, Destination, Eternity, Full Symphony, Glory, God, Grave, Happy Story, Heaven, Home, Joy, Lord's Light, Melody, Night, Not Alone, One Breath, Poetry and Poems, Praise, Redemption, Revival, Satan, Stand Together, The Lamb, Theology, Trinity, Us, Walk Together
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In the Stillness of Night
In the Stillness of Nightby Michael DoyleThings don’t always go as plannedSnows have stormed, and we’re undermanned.But the stars still twinkled on a silent night,And somehow, that makes everything alright.God knows how to play accidents out.All of time’s moments are … Continue reading
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Tagged Accident, Appreciation, God, Human Being, Moments, Night, oubt, Panne, Poetry an Poems, Real Meaning, Silence, Silent Night, Snow, Star, Stillness, Storm, Time
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The Fight After the Fight
The Fight After the Fightby Michael DoyleThe first death you seeStrips away a layer of life’s dignity.It stays with you like an aura you wearWhile you fight the pangs of despair.The pain grips you by the heart.As you look into … Continue reading
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Tagged Aura, Battle, Bury, Christmas Season, Dead and Gone, Despair, Dignity, Due, Eyes, Family, Fight, First Death, Glory, Heart, Lack, Layer, Life, Love, mental-health, Misery, Move On, Mystery, Night, Pain, Pan, Pangs, Poetry and Poems, Rattle, Rucksack, Saber, Soul, Story, Treason, War, Writing
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It Feasts On Fear II
It Feasts On Fear IIby Michael DoyleII.From beyond the grave, Matty spokeAbout pickle jars and things that broke.It certainly sounded as if impossible,But maybe it was just improbable.It’s hard to believe that some things are true,But we’re bound to believe, … Continue reading
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Tagged Believe, Chain, Fear, Feat, Grave, Horror, Impposible, Improbable, It, Night, Poetry and Poems, Right, Saity, True, Unfinished Business, Victorry's Crown, Wrong
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It Feasts On Fear
It Feasts On Fearby Michael DoyleI.Watch for signs of corruption in the morning,In all the troubles that come without warning.American Sign Language signals the meaningOf all the challenges for us human beings.Small towns brush life with their mercy,Sipping whiskey from … Continue reading
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Tagged American Sign Language, Anxiety, Challenges, Drry, Evil, Fear, Feast, Hennessy, Human Bengs, It, Kid, Life, Meaning, Mercy, Narrowly, Night, Poetry and Poems, Pout, Signal, Small Town, Solitude, Trouble, Vice, Warning, Whiskey, Writing
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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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