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Tag Archives: Regrets
Virtue and Disobedience
Virtue and Disobedienceby Michael DoylePainting away your dayAs old records playEach portrait painted with feelingIs nothing less than soul-revealingThat is to say about the painters’ waysNot of the sitter, despite honoring his daysSpending time on crafting the right impressionThis is … Continue reading
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Tagged Art, Artist's Confession, Confident, Control, Dangerous, Deal, Death, Depravity, Disobedience, Drink Away, Duress, Equally Unafraid, Evil, Explanation, Feeling, Genuis, Great Ideas, Heart, History, Holidy, Immoral, Indignity, Innocent, Knife Blade, Lips, Madman, Mask, Mystery, Old Records, Pain, Paint, Painter, Pawns, Phantom Lover, Plain, Poetry and Poems, Polish, Portrait, Possibility, Rationalization, Regrets, Rewrite History, Right Impression, Saint, See, Sitter, Skill Set, Sorrow, Soul Revealing, Strangeness of Life, Survivors, Truth, Virtue, Wolves, Wonder
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Jeering At the Past
Jeering At the Pastby Michael DoyleToo often, society burns with fireForgetting virtue for forms of desireProgression is found in cinders burningAll of the lessons, we keep relearningBrigands scoff at things of the pastLaughing at those things that didn’t lastAnd believing … Continue reading
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Tagged Acts of Cruelty, Answer, Attitude, Believe, Brigands, Brings, Brutality, Burning, Burns, Cancer, Cinders, Common Mistakes, Confuse, Consume, Desire, Discarded Hopes, Dreams, Fire, Flesh, Foot, Forget, Guess, Heart, Intensity, Inventory, Jeer, Last, Laugh, Lessons, Love, Measure, Mettle, Mistakes, Out of Control, Passion, Past, Pedal, Piasnissimo, Poetry and Poems, Presnt, Progression, Regrets, Relearning, Scary Thing, Sensitivity, Society, Soul, Strenght, Subterfuge, Superiority, Time, Virtue, Wonder, World, Youth
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A Life Lived Publicly
A Life Lived Publiclyby Michael DoyleWe walk through life brisklyThinking thoughts ironicallyAbout a life lived publiclyWhen it cannot be lived privatelyThere are eyes most everywhereAs the cameras blink and others stareIt only works if we live comfortablyWith the feeling we’re … Continue reading
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Tagged Alright, Asterisk, Authentic Profession, Blend, Breaking Down Walls, Breakthrough, Briskly, Brood, Calls, Cameras, Comfortable, Comically, Concession, Confession, Confrontation, Connects, Deflection, Despite, Done, Echoed Chambers, Everywhere, Eyes, Failed Sentences, Family, Feeling, Forget, Foundation, Group Therapy, Honesty, Hugs, Imperfect, Incomplete, Ironic, Kindness, Laws, Learn, Life, Means, Minds, Moments, Need To Hide, No Time For Regrets, Other Side, Pause, Peace, Perfect Ones, Poetry and Poems, Pray It All Away, Pride, Private, Process, Public, Punchlines, Reflection, Regrets, Routine, Say, Secrets, Session, Shroud, Silent, Sincere, Somewhere, Stare, Still Here, Strife, Surrender, Tears, Tender, Tenderness, The Divine Comedy, The Thinker, Think, Times, Truth, Vulnerable, Wait, Walk, Whispers, Works, Wrongs, Youth
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Slightly Out of Tune
Softly Out of Tuneby Michael DoyleThe piano plays slightly out of tuneThe preacher is drunk, crazy as a loonA voice whispers hello old friendThe bemused look hints at the endLife is one continuing negotiationIt seems a program of collaborationIt is … Continue reading
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Tagged Ashes, Bemused, Brave Enough, Cards, Collaboration, Conceal, Dealer, Decisions, Door, Drunk, End, Free Will, Heresy, Illusions, Irony, Life, Loon, Masquerade, Matters, More, Negotiation, Old Friend, Played, Poetry and Poems, Preacher, Regrets, Scorched Earth, Secrets, Skeletons In Closets, Skill Sets, Slight, Tatters, Tune, Victory, Visions of Dreams, Whisper
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Thought For the Day: Maybe the Right Regrets Is Best We Have In Life
“Maybe all one can do is hope to end up with the right regrets”. – Arthur Miller, playwright and essayist (17 Oct 1915-2005)
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Tagged Arthur Miller, End, Hope, Marilyn Monroe, Regrets, Right, Thought For the Day
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