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The Clock Keeps Ticking

The Clock Keeps Tickingby Michael DoyleFrom that pristine sense of momentWhen we come out of the wombThe clock starts tickingWith all its joy and tormentWe become the life in the roomMaking things happen through our kickingIt is in building the … Continue reading

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In A Dissonance Theory

In A Dissonance Theoryby Michael DoyleWhat if…What if is the beginningAs good as any beginningOr so it often seemsThe waking is stuff of dreamsAnd dreams bring as much truthAs that which we are toldAll the bill of goods that we … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: If You’re the Most Powerful Person In the World and You Can’t Field Questions From the Media Without Losing Your Temper, Maybe You’re In the Wrong Business

“If you’re the most powerful person in the world and you can’t field questions from the media without losing your temper, maybe you’re in the wrong business.” – Olivia Nuzzi in response to Joe Biden going off on CNN’s Kaitlan … Continue reading

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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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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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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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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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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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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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