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It Feasts On Fear
It Feasts On Fearby Michael DoyleI.Watch for signs of corruption in the morning,In all the troubles that come without warning.American Sign Language signals the meaningOf all the challenges for us human beings.Small towns brush life with their mercy,Sipping whiskey from … Continue reading
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Tagged American Sign Language, Anxiety, Challenges, Drry, Evil, Fear, Feast, Hennessy, Human Bengs, It, Kid, Life, Meaning, Mercy, Narrowly, Night, Poetry and Poems, Pout, Signal, Small Town, Solitude, Trouble, Vice, Warning, Whiskey, Writing
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I Thought Myself An Eagle
I Thought Myself An Eagleby Michael DoyleI thought myself an eagleAnd built me a nest in solitudeAbove where I could watch beautyAnd very few might intrudeThe disappointments I’ve knownHave dried up my springs of hopeI retreat to that comfort shownAnd … Continue reading
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Tagged Absence of Love, Atone, Beauty, Broken, Comfort, Complement, Connection, Cope, Decision, Defect, Disappointments, Discovery, Eagle, Heart, Hope, Hypertensive World, Imagination, Inside Myself, Intrude, Jouney, Known, Leap of Faith, Life, Moments, Music, My Love, Nest, Notes, Own, Poetry and Poems, Precision, Private Sins, Pulled Apart, Refuge, Retreat, Revea;, Right Direction, Rote, Search, Secrets, Shattered, Shelter, Shown, Solitude, Soul, Spoken, Springs of Hope, Steady Eyes, Surprise, Survive, Talk, Thought, Times, Walk, Watch, Wordless Words, Would-Be Travelers
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About A Death
About A Deathby Michael DoyleToday, I watched a show about deathI have to admit, it took away my breathAs I try to write this bit of poetryIt’s weird to think how much it’s hitting meIt’s hard to write with tears … Continue reading
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Tagged About A Death, Abyss, Admit, Alone, Anguish, Breath, Certain, Death, Disguise, Each of Us Starts, Eternity, Eyes, Favorite Human Being, Harder, Hold, Hope, Jaded, Jaded Heart, Lost, Meant, Miss, My Smile, Near, Only Yesterday, Our Woods, Passing Years, Photographs and Memories, Poetry, Poetry and Poems, Puddle of Tears, Real Meaning, Show, Solitude, Stage, Standing Here, Stood, Sum, Talking, Tears, Today, Traces of You, Walking, Weird, Wish, Woods, Words On My Page, World, Write, Yeterday
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In the Solitude of Darkness
In the Solitude of Darknessby Michael DoyleTo the degree that I do not fearI am powerful enough to persevereI say this with a heavy-hearted sighAs my soul fixes its intellectual eyeThe love and rage that exists inside meHave become the … Continue reading
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Tagged Beast, Beginning, Bitter Instinct, Change, Consolation, Creativity, Darkness, Depravity, Design, Destination, Divine, Dreams, Ending, Explore, Extinct, Fallen Angel, Fear, Harshness, Heart, Heart of Desire, Howl, Intellectual Eye, Knees, Level, Lie, Life, Love, Love and Rage, Malignant Devil, Misery, Outstretch, Persevere, Philosophy, Poetry, Poetry and Poems, Prayer, Sigh, Snarl, Solititude, Solitude, Soul, Understand, Wickedness, Wild Seas and Regions, Work, World's Secrets, Wounded Hand
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Echo Back
Echo Backby Michael DoyleMy words echo back into tomorrowA half-life that’s full of sorrowI’m often sorry for what I sayThe demons inside won’t have it any other wayIf these were the last words I saidI wouldn’t want them rolling in … Continue reading
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Tagged Better Choice, Bones, Construction, Demons Inside, Destroy, Destruction, Echo Back, Family, Father, Feeling, Full of Sorrow, Generational Sinds, Grown, Half-Life, Head, Humbly, Hurt, Ideal, Immeasurable, Imprint, Intrude, Kill You, Last Words, My Brokenness, New Thoughts and Habits, Nobility, Own, Pain, Poetry and Poems, Point of View, Proof of Life, Raise, Rise Above, Rolling, Rude, Say, Served, Shown, Solitude, Sorry, Sticks and Stones, Strong Regret, The Bible, Thoughts, Tomorrow, Treasurable, Truth of Love, Voice, Wish, Won't Do, Words
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In the Quiet
In the Quiet by Michael DoyleIn the late hours, with others asleepI find my contemplation runs deepAnd I get my best moments quietly doneIt’s sometimes best without anyoneIt’s not to be impatient or rudeWhen I speak on how others intrudeOn … Continue reading
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Tagged Actions, Anxiety, Asleep, Best, Best Moments, Complex, Complexity, Connection, Contemplation, Depression, Deviation, Direction, Dissection, Gratitude, Impatient, In the Quiet, Interpret, Introvert, Intrude, Late Hours, Life, Poetry and Poems, Profound Isolation, Relief, Rude, Satisfaction, Social Interactions, Solitude, Subject, Thoughts, Uninterrupted Times
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Loving Enough For Two
Loving Enough For Twoby Michael DoyleIt was easy enough to feel slightedAs off in the distance, he sightedEnough to evidence his dreams shatteringAs her coldness set his teeth chatteringHe hadn’t wanted to open up and hear itThat there was a … Continue reading
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Tagged Acknowledgment, Admiration, Adoration, Basket, Beyond Good and Evil, Birth of Love, Blessed, Blind, Character, Coldness, Contest, Count the Ways, Critical Eyes, Crystalize, Delight, Disparageer, Doubt, Easy Enough, Evidence, Fear, Give, Hear, Hope, Impluasibility, Impossibility, Lines, Love, Loving Enough, Merit, Mind, Mirror, Misstep, Monogamy, Obvious, Optimist, Permanent, Persevere, Poetry and Poems, Reasons, Restlessness, Shine, Sighted, Sights, Signs, Simple Plot, Slighted, Solitude, The Happy Few, Theory, Thought, Trapped, Twilight, Two, Well Spring, Whim, Wrong or Right
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Thought For the Day: Solitude Is Essential To Man. All Men Came Into This World Alone; All Leave It Alone
“Solitude, though it may be silent as light, is like light, the mightiest of agencies; for solitude is essential to man. All men come into this world alone; all leave it alone.” – Thomas De Quincey, writer (15 Aug 1785-1859)
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Tagged Alone, Essential, Leave, Man, Men, Solitude, Thomas De Quincey, Thought For the Day, World
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Thought For the Day: The Great Man Is He Who, In the Midst of the World, Keeps With Perfect Sweetness the Independence of Solitude
“It is easy in the world to live after the world’s opinion, it is easy in solitude to live after your own; but the great man is he who, in the midst of the world, keeps with perfect sweetness the … Continue reading
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Tagged Crwod, Easy, Great Man, Independence, Keep, Live, Midst, Perfect Sweetness, Ralph Waldo Emerson, Solitude, Thought For the Day, World, World's Opinion
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