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Tag Archives: Poetry and Poems
Dollar Rich (Soul Poor)
Dollar Rich (Soul Poor)by Michael DoyleYou can live life on the stealthHaving unbounded amounts of wealthAnd if you have no one to live forYou may be dollar rich, but you’re still poorYou can own precious gems and artThings that some … Continue reading
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Another New Song Sung
Another New Song Sungby Michael Doyle The troubled midnight and the moon’s repose (La figlia Che Piange – T. S. Elliot)Made me think of song I’ve yet to composeToo many … Continue reading
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Tagged Chords, Collective Memory, Compose, Every Day, Feel, Jumble, La Figlia Che Piange, Melody, Moon, Mumble, Notes, Poetry and Poems, Pretend, Progression, Reveal, Reverie, Same Old Feeling, Something New, Song, Sung, T.S. Elliot, Tossing, Troubled Moonlight, Whistle, Words
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A Thinking Plague
A Thinking Plagueby Michael DoylePeeped at through the window my mind’s eyeIt seems to philosophize is to learn to dieThere is to every life an adversary named deathOne that we must fight until our last breathFruitful in our play had … Continue reading
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Tagged Adversary, Analysis, Approach, Approximation, Brings, Composition, Conversation, Death, Destination, Detachment, Die, Dreams, Forgot, Hume, Last Breath, Life, Long Road, Meant, Measure, Middle Ground, Obfuscation, Paralysis, Parchment, Pen, Philosophy, Plague, Poetry and Poems, Quest, Reproach, Sinners and Saints, Society, Tale, Taught, Think, Thinking, Tomorrow, Treasure, Window
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Self Awareness Penned In Resurrection
Self Awareness Penned In Resurrectionby Michael DoyleA dull cubicle’s existence jabsLeaving the feel of bruising hopelessnessPondering the future’s uncertaintyLife’s lemons squeezed with a twist of darknessIt’s an endlessly looped sense of stuckTrapped inside a mental simulationWith crushing inertia’s dominant luckSetting … Continue reading
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Tagged Adoration, Backward, Bliss, Charm, Chemistry, Clickbait, Corporate World, Creativitiy, Cubicle, Cynicism, Darnkness, Disarm, Distraction, Emotional Hooks, Exhaustion, Existence, Foundation, Free Agency, Hoplessness, Inertia, Intense, Introspection, Legacy, Looped, Lore, Mental Simulation, Millennials, Pen, Philosophy, Poetry and Poems, Pretenses, Provocative, Reboot Culture, Resurrection, Savagery, Self Awareness, Sentimental, Slate, Stain, Stake, Torment, Treadmill, True Affection, Uncertainty, Unending Din
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What About Joseph?
What About Joseph?by Michael DoyleFollowing the Lord God means obedienceBut when push comes to shove, she grew in diligenceWhile Joseph played out his part unsungHolding his head upright and not hungTrusting in God even when it was hardWilling to keep … Continue reading
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Tagged Angel, Audience, Empathy, Faith, Follow, Glory, Holy, Joseph, Journey, Light, Lord God, Love, Mary, Mother of God, Night, Obedience, Old Testament Law, Poetry and Poems, Question, Righteous, Son, Stoned To Death, Test, Trust, Truth, Unsung, Upright
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There’s Maybe Nothing Better
There’s Maybe Nothing Betterby Michael DoyleThere is maybe nothingThat could be any betterHowever bright or gloomyThe day has turned the weatherThan spending this Sunday afternoonWatching dreams with my daughtersHearts overflowing with joy soonWatching Rudolph with their fatherThere’s nothing like a … Continue reading
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With Contented Sigh
With Contented Sighby Michael DoyleNo matter how muchOf this world, Atlas carriesOn his tired old backIt’s the writer’s touchThat moves or buriesThe feelings we too often lackTurning it on, page after pageConveying the feelings we want to sayHinted at or … Continue reading
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