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Tag Archives: Poetry and Poems
Danza Pieta
Danza Pieta by Michael DoyleNoisome crypts jangle the bones of innocenceWhere evil lingers knowing no pretenseOrgan music begins to play in its tonal rangeSomething wicked and something strangeParanoia, whispered fears, and shades of doubtEcho like unfriendly notes raised into a … Continue reading
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Tagged Black Death, Bones, Cause, Crypt, Danza Pieta, Death, Echo, Evil, Fragility, Imagery, Innocence, Insensibility, Memento Mori, Momento Mori, Organ Music, Paramoia, Philosophy, Poetry, Poetry and Poems, Sacred, Sensuality, Stoicism, Terror, Tonal Range, Unfriendly Notes, Vain, Wicked
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Whatever the Day’s Length
Whatever the Day’s Lengthby Michael DoyleWhatever the day’s lengthMy joy in the Lord gives me strengthI say this in all that I speakFrom the ocean shore to the mountain’s peakGod is present in my every dayHe is here as I … Continue reading
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Tagged Above, All, Blessed, Calvary, Console, Darkness, Day's Length, Every Day, Forgiveness, Fullness of God, God, Grace, Grave, Harshness, His Love, Holy Name, Joy, Life, Light, Love, Mountain's Peak, Near, Nothing, Ocean Shore, Poetry and Poems, Pray, Reigning Down, Same, Say, Soul, Speak, Strength, The Lord, Whatever
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In All My Living Days
In All My Living Daysby Michael DoyleIn all my living daysI will lift my voice in praiseI’m overjoyed by what I’ve foundHappily blessed, chasing it aroundAll because He roseAs every wiseman knowsHe took our sins from usAnd we know this … Continue reading
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Tagged All, Baptized, Blessed, Catch My Breath, Chasing It Around, Connection, Conversion, Death, Devotion, Found, Grave, He Rose, Immersion, Know, Lifting My Head Up, Living Days, Love, Melody, Overjoyed, Poetry and Poems, Praise, Purpose, Reason, Relationship, Renewed, Save, Share, Sin, Voice, Wiseman, Worship, Write
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For the Sake of Community
For the Sake of Communityby Michael DoyleDecisions are made for the sake of communityAs we join hands to rebuild a sickened societyWords and intonation create a transcendent headspaceWhere the weak fill their need for a sense of placeTrust in the … Continue reading
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Tagged Abuse, Analysis, Clearer Eyes, Coercive, Cult, Cult Leaders, Cults, Decisions, Devour, Headspace, Loaded Language, Mental Paralysis, mental-health, Party Line, Poetry and Poems, Power, Religion, Sake of Community, Semantic Stop Signs, Sense of Place, Sickened Society, Terminating Cliches, Words and Intonations
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In the Solitude of Darkness
In the Solitude of Darknessby Michael DoyleTo the degree that I do not fearI am powerful enough to persevereI say this with a heavy-hearted sighAs my soul fixes its intellectual eyeThe love and rage that exists inside meHave become the … Continue reading
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Tagged Beast, Beginning, Bitter Instinct, Change, Consolation, Creativity, Darkness, Depravity, Design, Destination, Divine, Dreams, Ending, Explore, Extinct, Fallen Angel, Fear, Harshness, Heart, Heart of Desire, Howl, Intellectual Eye, Knees, Level, Lie, Life, Love, Love and Rage, Malignant Devil, Misery, Outstretch, Persevere, Philosophy, Poetry, Poetry and Poems, Prayer, Sigh, Snarl, Solititude, Solitude, Soul, Understand, Wickedness, Wild Seas and Regions, Work, World's Secrets, Wounded Hand
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The Memory Is Bittersweet
The Memory Is Bittersweetby Michael DoyleI wish I could erase the darkness I have feltThat somehow, some way, I could escape the hand dealtAll the good and the bad that makes us who we areLeaves me wishing forlorn on that … Continue reading
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Tagged Apparitions, Bittersweet, Breaks Your Heart, Darkness, Dealt, Defeat, Echoes, Erase, Family, Fear, Felt, Ghosts, Good and the Bad, Life, Living Dead, Love, Memories, Memory, Past, Poetry, Poetry and Poems, Reality, Sanity, Tears You Apart
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With His Grace
With His Graceby Michael DoyleI walk my life in honestyThankful for what God’s done for meRepenting now, I begin to turnAttentively finding things to learnLoving God with my deepest desireMy fervent faith burns like fireWalking away from culture’s toxicityI have … Continue reading
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Tagged Beautiful, Broken, Conversion, Culture's Toxicity, Desire, Done, Every Step, Faith, Filled, God, Honesty, Immersion, Learn, Living Testimony, Love For Love, Loving Embrace, Loving God, Loving Grace, More Than Talk, Out of Control, Poetry and Poems, Renewed Purpose, Repent, Servant, Simplicity, Sinner, Soul, Spirit, Spiritual Baptism, Spoken, Thankful, Turn, Walk, With His Grace
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Nine Lives
Nine Livesby Michael DoyleIt wasn’t exactly love at first biteBut it took an encouraging inviteShe wanted a man who loved her brainAt long last, the search wasn’t in vainIt was a love affair made for a fewIt was time to … Continue reading
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Tagged After, Alive, Beliefs, Brain, Broken Hearts, Conscience, Disaster, Done, Door, Families, Fate, First Bite, Gone, Grain, Grief, Haiti, Hang On, Hell, Hope, Horde, Invite, Lies, Lives, Love, Love Affair, Love Is Blind, Meant, New Tomorrow, Nine Lives, Optimists, Poetry and Poems, Ripped Apart, Say, Science, Scientist, Secrets, Sense of Humor, Sorrow, Strong, Struggle, Sun, Teeth, Think On, Vain, Way, What For, World
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The Influence of Pulp Fiction
The Influence of Pulp Fictionby Michael DoyleScience fiction without a snarkDidn’t just materialize out of the darkIn 1926, Hugo Gernsback, without a lot of gloryCame to publish the first Amazing StoriesFrom the cover of this first, we might knowThe Hugo … Continue reading →