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Is Reverence So Alien?
Is Reverence So Alien?by Michael DoyleAnd there it is againStated with righteous persistenceTrust is the necessary bondBehind peaceful coexistenceToo may ills bleed from greedArising in forms of aggressionPeace is easy enough to heedWhere love answers the questionsConflict splinters away all … Continue reading
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Darkness Shapes the Hearts
Darkness Shapes the Heartsby Michael DoylePutin sits as another dictator in a lineCertain his autocratic rule is blessed as divineThis has been the slavery of Russia’s serfdomWith brutality reigning supreme in this kingdomFor five thousand years, we’ve known epilepsy As … Continue reading
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Tagged Affliction, Ashen, Autocratic Rule, Believe, Betrayer, Blessed, Brothers Karamazov, Canker, Chained, Christianity, Civil Liberty, Cloak, Coincidence, Creativity, Cruelty, Dark Place, Darkness, Death, Definition, Demons, Dictator, Disease, Divine, Dostoevsky, Dubious Reputatin, Enigma, Epilepsy, Exceed, Father Zosima, Fight, Fool's Game, Freedoms, God Above, Good and Evil, Grasp, Greatest Miracle, Heart, Heresy, Holy, Initiation, Light, Line, Love, Masses, Mismatch, Mystery, Mysticism, Opiate, Photograph, Poem, Poietry, Preach, Protagonist, Pure, Putin, Questions, Quiet, Reason, Religion, Revolutionary, Riot, Russia, Russian Nation, Russian Soul, Serfdom, Shadow, Shape, Slavery, Super-Impose, Trappings, Treason, Unsure, Violence, Wastrel, Western Civilization, Wicked, Writer
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Long Time, No Talk
Long Time, No Talkby Michael DoyleThough the Lord is my shepherdI think you know, Lord, that it’s inferredThat though I should not, yet I doIt’s been a long time since I’ve talked to youStanding as I am amidst life’s mysteryWondering … Continue reading
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Tagged Adjustment, Alone, Anchor, Attitude, Best, Daily, Deep Conversation, Demands, Desperate, Do, Eyes, Face to Face, Father, Fill, Grace, Gratitude, Harmony, Heal, Heart, Infer, Inquisition, Keep Things Real, Know, Life, Long Time, Lord, Marvel, Melody, Mind, Mystery, Need, No Talk, Open, Pass, Passes, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Polite Society, Prodigal Son, Propriety, Questions, See, Shepherd, Time, Too Late, We, Welcome, Yet
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Thought For the Day: Love Is the Answer, At Least Most of the Questions In My Heart
“Love Is the Answer, At Least For Most of the Questions In My Heart.” – Jack Johnson
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Tagged Answer, Heart, Jack Johnson, Least, Love, Most, Questions, Thought For the Day
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A Wolf Keeps Watch
A Wolf Keeps Watchby Michael DoyleLike a wolf into a flock of sheepTheir troubled souls, he would keepFor he was a reformed wolf standing guard against the enemyAnd there were questions of one’s dignityPoints of contention still must be proved … Continue reading
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Tagged Age, Blur, Blush, Breath, Buriedd, Contention, Corruption, Craw, Defile, Determined, Devil, Dignity, Enemy, Evidence, Eyes, Fall, Flock of Sheep, Forgotten, Giving Ground, God, Guard, Guilty, Harder Than Death, Head of Doubt, Holy Man, Hostiles, Hustle, Innocent Child, Keep, Last, Love, Mumbles, Obedience, Photograph, Play, Poem, Poetry, Point of View, Pray, Providence, Questions, Random Thought, Recall, Reformed, Rotten, Safe, Shake, Shiver, Side Hustle, Silent, Sold, Solid, Soul, Street, Survivors, Suspicion, Tale, Tears, Told, Touch, Trace, Troubled Souls, True, Truth, Under, Understood, Watch, Wollf, Wounded Heart
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The Solace of Life’s Magnitude
The Solace of Life’s Magnitudeby Michael DoyleI’ve never quite decided the tragedyIn the inches of life’s comedyIt’s all just another way to dieQuite laughable in how it brings another cryThere in the bullet that’s firedIs the bang up finish that … Continue reading
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Tagged Alive, Allow, Another Way To Die, Balance, Bleed Out, Breath, Bullet, Chase, Coincidences, Collide, Comedy, Conspiracy, Conspire, Crash, Cry, Daily, Desperate, Doubt, Embrace, Faces, Finish, Fire, Full Stop, Hard, History, Hold, Impossible To Fake, Inches, Last Inning, Laugh, Life, Living, Lock of Hair, Loud, Magnitude, Marvel, Mystery, Pain, Pass, Photograph, Picked Lock, Poem, Poetry, Pride, Questions, Reason, Scratch, Search, Secrets, Sentimental, Shroud, Slow To Heal, Solace, Surrender, Take It, Tragedy, Wound, Wounds
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Things Remembered
Things Rememberedby Michael DoyleDespite the well of star-crossed tearsHaving had been ponded through the yearsOf one thing, I have certainly foundThat there are enough words to be chased aroundOne thing proven is the swollen sure chanceInvolved in each moment lived … Continue reading
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Tagged Afflict, Bad Memories, Bleak, Breakdown, Campfire, Chase Around, Circumstance, Confluence, Crackle, Disease, Drama, Dread, Experience, Extended Family, Found, Honesty, Hope, Incidences, Influence, Journey, Lamentations, Lord, Minds, Moment, Mortality, Negativity, Peace, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Ponded, Presence, PTSD, Questions, Racism, Rage, Reflections, Sentimentality, Star-Crossed, Suffer, Suffering, Sure Chance, Tears, Things Remembered, Transparent, Trauma, Triggered, Unspeakable, Walk, Well, Words, Wrap, Years
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What Fools Lament…
What Fools Lament…by Michael DoyleWhat fools lament, wise men cherishForever vigilant that our ideals won’t perishLiving life in recycled cinema outtakes playedWe stand up boldly and unafraidHolding tight against things that shouldn’t beThe quietly spoken pillars of our communityShed chances … Continue reading
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Tagged Artificial, Best Run, Bold, Chance, Cherish, Cinema, Cling To, Community, Confuse, Cut Deep, Dropped Mic, Fifteen Minutes, Fool, Hold Tight, Hounds, Hunt, Ideals, Keep, Know, Lament, Living Life, Outtakes, Perish, Photograph, Pillars, Pitch, Poem, Poetry, Questions, Quiet Spoken, Recycled, Same Page, Singer, Stage, Stand up, Stygian, Tree of Liberty, Unafraid, Vigilant, Want, Wise Men
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A Dagger’s Breath
The last in the classic retelling of a classic werewolf tale: A Dagger’s Breath by Michael Doyle Everywhere the deceived heart searches for clues Bits of treachery displayed in all of its hues You can hide it all within a … Continue reading
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Tagged Ask, Aware, Banks, Bestial Pride, Big Eyes, Bitten, Blood Moon, Breath, Brutality, Chains, Christ, Clue, Complain, Confide, Courage, Cross, Curse, Dagger, Dagger's Breath, Darkness, Daughter, Deceived, Destiny, Devil's Daughter, Die, Ears, Errors, Father, Fears, Feel, Foggy, Goodbye, Hatred, Heart, Hero, Hide, Hues, Invincible, Lake, Lies, Loss, Love, Mask, Mortality, Nightmares, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Protect, Questions, Reins, Safe Passage, She, Sheer Terror, Silver, Simple, Slain, Soul Shake, Sunrise, Tale, Tears, Teeth, Treachery, Unholy, Vain, Veins, Verse, Want, Watch, Werewolf, Winter, Woken, Wolf
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