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In Healing Hymn
In Healing Hymnby Michael DoyleTo be human is to fantasizeMore than can be seen with naked eyesWorried about what ghouls might beAfter death’s last-breath tragedyWe keep our eyes on what is nextAnd all the riddles that do connectCaught in our … Continue reading
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Tagged Arrogance, Bittersweet, Blasphemy, Breath, Burn, Bury, Climb, Conceal, Courage, Cure, Death, Desceration, Die, Dream, Endure, Fadeaway, Faithlessness, Fantasize, Flowers, Fluidity, Ghouls, God, Grave, Grow, Heal, Health and Sickness, Heart, Heartbreak, Heaven's Gate, Hesitation, Human, Hymn, Know, Lives, Lullaby, Measure, Memories, Mortal Love, Mountain, Mourn, Mystic, Naked Eyes, Offense, Pockets of Desolation, Poetry and Poems, Pursue, Question, Remembered, Resurrection, Riddles, Sacred Reason, Save, Sin, Sorrow, Sympathy, Timid Souls, Tomorrow, Tragedy, Treasure, Yesterday
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Orphan Bachelors
Orphan Bachelorsby Michael DoyleSelf-expression has become democratizedIn an era where everyone is traumatizedThe Asian experience is best understoodBy taking in the feelings, both bad and goodHowever minor these seem in their unfoldingThere’s nothing said that requires scoldingIt needs a historical … Continue reading
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Tagged Adversity, Alienation, America, American Family, Analyzation, Arguments and Resentments, Asian Experience, Ask, Assimilation, Balanced Devotion, Bloodless Crime, Burden, Chinese Families, Complete, Conflicting American Ideals, Confusion, Conversation, Dedication, Democratized, Dreams, Era, Exclusion, Eyes, Fabric, Feelings, Formation, Four Generations, Fraught, Generation, Generations, Hard Facts, Historical Legacy, Identity, Immigrant's Song, Impossible Task, In Depth Truth, Inheritance, Inspiriation, Language, Lasting Sorrow, Limits of Inclusion, Loneliness, Lore, Marginalization, Minor, Nation, Old Sojourners, Orphan Bachelors, Pain, Paper Sons, Passed-Through Experience, Poetry and Poems, Policy, Promise, Purpose, Quality, Question, Scold, Self Expression, Story, Storyteller's Delusion, STuck, Tension, Tomorrow, Tragedy, Transparent, Trauma, Truth, Truth-Telling, Unborn, Understood, Unfolding
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The Eye of the Storm
The Eye of the Stormby Michael DoyleTo find the eye of the passing storm in life’s wildernessIs to find quiet hope in the chaos approached in the stillnessWhere the arts find our attention despite all life’s distractionsThe place where somehow … Continue reading
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Tagged Approve, Articulate, Attention, Attraction, Blind, Blossom, Bold, Burial, Chaos, Character, Civilization, Classic Construct, Complexity, Conformed Silence, Contrary, Cruel, Dead, Dignity, Distraction, Duality, Exceed, Eye, Focal Point, Form, Grow, Head, Institutions, Intellect's Community, Intuition, Intuitively, Jedi Masters, Know, Law, Literary, Literature, Long Ago, Mind, Missed Point, Mummy, Mystery, Notions, Obsolete, Plead, Poetry and Poems, Prioirty, Pseudo-Intellectuals, Question, Quiet Hope, Reader, Remember, Respectable Leaders, Right Words, Seeds, Seeker's Soul, Sin, Soft, Sought, Soul, Source, Stillness, Stopped Thinking, Storm, Tapestry, Technicalities, The Arts, Thinking, Thought, Threads, True Impressions, Truth, Tyranny, Unblinking, Unfilled Page, Unkind, Villiany, Warning Signs, Whitness, Wildnerness
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Forbidden Fruit
Forbidden Fruitby Michael DoyleLove of witchcraft presents the evidenceThat the ability to influence is no coincidenceAs they open up evil, door by doorAnd find a craven audience wanting moreThe portal to desires some wish to exploreOpen up to all, beginning … Continue reading
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Tagged Amuse, Audience, Beginning, Blame, Charade, Charm, Child's Play, Children, Coincidence, Contract, Craven, Danger, Delicious, Desire, Device, Door, Door By Door, End of Days, Engage, Enslave, Evidence, Evil, Explore, Forbidden Fruit, Freedom, Fright, Game, Grandmaster, Ground Floor, Hidden, Holy Advice, Ignore, Influence, Innocence, Intuit, Knock, Lie, Light, Lost, Masses, Messengers, Multiple Ways, Night, Perceive, Pleasurable, Pleasure, Poetry and Poems, Portal, Question, Run, Scatter, Secret, Shadow, Sudden, Task, Taste, Treasure, Witchcraft, Wonder
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A Question of Theology
A Question of Theologyby Michael DoyleIt’s an interesting tug-of-warOne in which we watch the scoreWhy didn’t the Archangel slay the Devil?Instead, God chose to keep things more levelThe question isn’t just one of simple theologyBut crucial in understanding God’s divinityGod’s … Continue reading
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Tagged Archangel, Atrocities, Brim Stone, Choice, Cities, Contend, Crucial, Defense, Devil, Divinity, End, End Times, Faith, Fallen Angels, Fight, Genuine, God, Heaven, Hell, Kingdom, Level, Lucifer, Mercy, Poetry and Poems, Pretense, Price, Promise, Question, Score, Soul, Theology, Tug-of-War, Vanquish, Voice, Wait, Wisdom
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The Fight For Nobility
The Fight For Nobilityby Michael DoyleTo fight for nobilityOften causes many to loseIn life’s lack of sensibilityWhich comes though we refuseThe Spanish InquisitionHad its inglorious powerThat it used without hesitationTo rule any given hourMadmen and poetsHave much in commonEven when … Continue reading
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Tagged Believe, Best, Born To Die, Broken Dreams, Brutality, Cause, Common, Confuse, Cure, Dare, Death, Desire, Destination, Dreams, Fight, Fool, Give, Grasp, Hesitation, Hour, Idle Talk, Inglorious Power, Judge, Knight, Life, Live, Lived, Lose, Madmen and Poets, Mirror, Moments, Nobility, Noble and True, Plain, Poetry and Poems, Pose, Prevail, Proverbs, Question, Real, Reality, Rebuild, Refuse, Rule, Seem, Sensibility, Test, The Spanish Inquisition, Truth, Why, Youth
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Moving To Indiana 2004
Moving to Indiana 2004by Michael DoylePulling up to the state lineThe moment we crossed overThe rain began October 24, 20004 I swear it seemed to have no end40 days in, the jokes beganShould I build an arkThere would be no … Continue reading
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Tagged 2004, 2023, Ark, Beeline, Benign, Black Ice, Body Surfing, California Man, Daughters One and Two, Derecho, Dunes, Earthquake, Extinction, Extreme Temperatures, Fence, Four Seaons, Freezing Rain, Highway, Humor, Indiana, Indianapolis, Intersections, Isolation, Love More Than Life, Memories, Midwest, Move, New Way of Life, Oceans, Pieces of Shred, Poetry and Poems, Pouring Rain, Power Line Damage, Precipitation, Question, Rain, Seagull, Spring, State Line, Straight Line Winds, Supercells, Surfer, Too Cold, Too Hot, Tornadoes, Two Reasons, Wet, Willow, Window, Winter Storms
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For Harry Belafonte (RIP: 3/1/27 – 4/25/23)
For Harry Belafonte (RIP: 3/1/27 – 4/25/23)by Michael DoyleUsing song as a tool for transformationHis soundtrack helped to change the nationNow Belafonte has died at the age of ninety-sixHis life having affirmed the need of too much to fixSo many, … Continue reading
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Tagged Affirm, Affirmation, Ballad, Banality, Banana Boat, Better World, Birth, Black Man, Brutality, Bucket, Carribean, Change, Claypso Beat, Colors, Confirmation, Fix, Freedom, Front, Harry Belafonte, Hesitation, Hint, How Low, Inclusive, Injustice, Island, Joy, Joyful Mix, Jump In the Line, Liberty Bell, Life, Limbo, Linger, Melody, Mississippi Goddamn, Musical Life, Nation, Ninety-Six, Paradise, Poetry and Poems, Popstarr, Price, Question, Ransom, Recalled, Representation, Revolutionary, Rhymes, Ride, Risk, Song, Sountrack, Stride, Tangle, Tool, Transformation, Vision, Whole, Window, Winds, Work Songs, Wrongs
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Thought For the Day: Conscience Asks the Question, “Is It Right?”
“Cowardice asks the question, ‘Is it safe?’ Expediency asks the question, “Is it politic?” Vanity asks the question, “Is it popular?” But, conscience asks the question, “Is it right?” And there comes a time when one must take a position … Continue reading
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Tagged Conscience, Cowardice, Expediency, Martin Luther King Jr., Popular, Postion, Question, Right, Safe, Thought For the Day
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