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Tag Archives: Poetry and Poems
Turning Points of Resolution
Turning Points of Resolutionby Michael DoyleWithout having so much as a college degree,Charlie offered the ideals of American philosophy.Bringing truth to the street of clever error,It’s more than 7 years of bad luck from this broken mirror.Touching hearts and guiding … Continue reading
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Tagged American Philosophy, Atmosphere, Bad Luck, Broken Mirror, Charlie Kirk, Civil, Clever Error, Clouded Hate, College Degree, Display, Examination, Faith, Fear, Fragility of Life, Frame, Hearts, High-Powered Round, Ideals, Informed Debate, Left Behind, Life, Madman, Malice, Mindless Loss, Minds, Nation's Friend, Poetry and Poems, Reasoned Debate, Resolution, Shame, Start, Street, Strife, Thug, True Justice, Truth, Turning Point, Writing
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Oscar Night Without A Fright
Oscar Night Without A Frightby Michael DoyleHollywood tries to get one thing right,How to survive the Oscar night without a fright.Celebrities don’t walk the red carpet zoneWithout Armani on a tightrope of their own.Harnessing star power to openly conspire, Giorgio … Continue reading
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Tagged #MeToo, Celebrity, Choice, Death, Design, Expression, Fashion, Fright, Giorgio Armani, Hollywood, Inspiration, New Ideas, Open Conspiracy, Oscar Night, Poetry and Poems, Red Carpet, Voice
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Fifty-Five Years Gone
Fifty-Five Years Goneby Michael DoyleFrom crayons to my sister’s perfume,I was lost deep inside the White Room.Things of death made me feel fear,And I needed another atmosphere.I lost myself on memory lane,Half convinced that life slips down the drain.Looking for … Continue reading
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Tagged 45s, AM Radio, Atmosphere, Autumn Leaves, Beginning, Call, Closed Door, Crawl, Crayon, Cry, Death, Different, Drain, DU, Experiment, Fall, Fear, Feeling Sound, Fifty-Five Years, Find, FM, Fortune, Gone, Hit, Inside, Kicks, Madman, Memory Lane, Music, Never-Ending, New Opportunity, Perfume, Player, Poetry and Poems, Read, Reverent, Shaman, Shout, Soul, Stage, Stereo Long Play, Twist, Unimpressed, Variant, Wasteland, Way Out, White Room, Wounded Prided
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Living: The Attempt
Living: The Attemptby Michael DoyleIt’s in replacing us with you,That we find the gospel true.Anchored in His abundant life,Through grace, we are removed from strife.God’s riches at Christ’s bloody expense,The hard truth strips us of our pretense.As God’s holy truth … Continue reading
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Tagged Anchor, Attempt, Bible, Christ, Christianity, Expense, Faith, God, God's Riches, Gospel, Grace, Holy Truth, Jesus, Living, Poetry and Poems, Replace, Strife, Works In pogress
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Syncopated Anticipation
Syncopated Anticipationby Michael DoyleThe music, any music, has its own flow,Leaving behind the day as we dance.We enjoy the moments as these flow,As if inside a fluid sense of trance.The audience is part of the show.The thunder roars across the … Continue reading
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Tagged Anticipation, Audence, Dance, Darkness, Day, Flow, Harshness, Heart, Loneliness, Memory, Moments, Music, Mystery, Night, Poetry and Poems, Shadow, Show, Synocopated, Thunder, Tomorrow, Valentine
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Making Early Connections
Making Early Connectionsby Michael DoyleGrowing up, living in the shadow of war,There was hope, but little more.Utopian dreams grew from anxiety.There was no surrender to the complexity.America offered her roots, rock, and blues.Trains were rolling over blue suede shoes.Memphis electrified … Continue reading
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Tagged Affect, America, Beat, Blue Suede Shoes, Blues, British, Business, Classic Rock, Connection, Cutting Teeth, Drums, Efficiency, Electric Guitars, Freedom, Guitars, Harp, Jam, James BRown, John Bonham, Little Richard, Lonnie Donegan, Memphis, Music, Poetry and Poems, Records, Rock, rock-music, Shadow of War, Shaking All Over, Shuffle, Skiffle Beat, Song, Stars, Studio Session, The Street
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The Rock of Life Still Rolls
The Rock of Life Still Rollsby Michael DoyleThere’s something across the river.A sense of magic that makes me shiver.Shiva dances and plays in a spin,It’s as if it’s yesterday again.None of us really knowsBefore the glory of our best shows,What … Continue reading
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Tagged Faith, Glory, God, Love, Magic, Poetry and Poems, River, Roll, Show, Stage, Sunshine and Rain, Writing, Yesterday
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