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Tag Archives: Pound of Flesh
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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Tagged Amusement, Atlas, Back, Bemusement, Binge, Born, Brave, Buries, Clack, Click, Contented Sigh, Conttent, Convey, Crawling, Cringe, Devil, Die, Due, Everyday, Feelings, Hint, Leave This World, Life Comes, Matter, Meager, Meant To Say, Moments, Moves, Our Words, Page, Poetry and Poems, Pound of Flesh, Pressing Onward, Pushing Toward, Sage, Say, Scene by Scene, Sigh, Souls, Straight Forward, Turning It On, Wandering, Wondering, World, Writer's Day, Writer's Touch
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Trying To Bottle Up
Trying To Bottle Upby Michael DoyleTrying to bottle up all the troubleStraight talking never ever doubleIs something that is next to impossibleSomething of which I know I’m incapableBut, I would do almost anything To keep you safe from all that … Continue reading
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Tagged Anything, Bottle Up, Correct, Cross, Crucify, Daughters, Dignify, Double, Everything, False Move, Father, Guilty, Imperfect, Impossible, Impress, Improve, Incapable, Know, Loss, Loved, Pardon Me, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Pound of Flesh, Safe, Straight Talk, Strong, Trouble, Wait, Wrong
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