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On A Friendship

On A Friendshipby Michael DoyleFriendship is like a storyA melody that catches and belongsThere in the ways of trustIs a love that grows as it mustChildren play at their gamesWe play our own, just the sameBelieving in things hard to … Continue reading

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Before the Darkness

Before the Darknessby Michael DoyleBefore the darknessThere was lightAnd with that divisionBecame the nightLegends have it As legends willThat the evil oneIs necessary to the taleBleak is the seasonIn which we search for answersIt is the soul’s own treasonWhen fear … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: Errors Like Straws Upon the Surface Flow; Who Would Search For Pearls Must Dive Below

“Errors like straws upon the surface flow / Who would search for pearls must dive below.” -John Dryden, poet and dramatist (19 Aug 1631-1700)

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To Catch A Falling Star

To Catch A Falling Starby Michael DoyleSometimes I feelThis is not my worldI find myself searchingLooking for the doorThat will lead me awayFrom this wrong worldAnd to a place I belongFrom the ashes of yesterdayI feel as if I must … Continue reading

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Active Intellect

Active Intellectby Michael DoyleWoke is an attack on accountabilityIt has nothing to do with predictabilityBut instead, an attack on the human soulThe methodology of this is wicked controlLife is meant to be a partnershipAnd not a thing of one-sided worshipThe … Continue reading

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Sins of My Father Remembered

Sins of My Father Rememberedby Michael DoyleShadowed in doubtTrapped within rootsOn a planet ringed by orbitalsSeeking, search for any way outLooking for any solution that contributesToward escaping the controlsIn the Hotel NevermoreIs a bottle of tearsFor all the lost waysWatch … Continue reading

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To See the World Again

To See the World Againby Michael DoyleTo see the world through new eyesIt might help me to again realizeThe splendors too often taken for grantedBy those of us whose views are slantedLights like stars seem to aboundAs life loses its … Continue reading

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Dollar Rich (Soul Poor)

Dollar Rich (Soul Poor)by Michael DoyleYou can live life on the stealthHaving unbounded amounts of wealthAnd if you have no one to live forYou may be dollar rich, but you’re still poorYou can own precious gems and artThings that some … Continue reading

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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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Pierce the Charade

Pierce the Charadeby Michael DoyleOne thing I’ve discovered recentlyIs that I am capable of acting decentlyBut if the world could see my inspirationMaybe there’d be cause to doubt my motivationStill it is that I struggle for my bestAnd my failings, … Continue reading

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