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Tag Archives: Stay Alive
To Stay Alive In All Seasons
To Stay Alive In All Seasonsby Michael DoyleWe give up our courageTrying hard to discourageOurselves or any othersAmong those we call our brothersBut not a single John Wayne aspirationWould save Pearl Harbor or our nationThe men present mostly fought to … Continue reading
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Tagged A Thousand Images, All Seasons, Aspiration, Attack, Belly Crawling, Bitter Memories, Boys, Brave Men, Breath, Brothers, Burn, Competing Reasons, Courage, Courage and the Dead, Cry, Dark Stain, December 7th, Dire, Discourage, Earn, Expected, Fire, Fought, Ghosts, Great War, Heart, Hide, History, Infamy, Insane, John Wayne, Learn, Lessons, Make It Home Tonight, Memorial, Men, Modern-Day Cowboys, Nation, No Glory, Ourselves, Pain, Poetry and Poems, Real War, Reality, Remain, Return, Sadness, Scars, Seasons, Situation, Sleeping Giant Awoken, Smoke, Spoken, Start, Stay Alive, Story, Stumble, Survive, Survivors, Talk, Tears, The USS Arizona, Tragic Day, Turn Out Right, Unsuspected, Walk, World
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Moments In Joe Rogan’s Mind
Moments From Joe Rogan’s Mindby Michael DoyleLife is the near-death experienceIn which you always stay aliveThe truth of this is felt by preferenceEven when uncertain that you’ll surviveThe backhand data feels a little missingBut no matter how, it feels a … Continue reading
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Tagged Actualization, AI, Anti-Woke, Backhand Data, Brave New World, Chinese, Conscience, Covid, Critical, Dead Bodies, Dismiss, Door, Driverless Cars, Equal Jokes, Fair Folks, Forgive, Forgot, Full-Bore Reality, Gender, Generation, Genetic Memory, Give, God, Joe Rogan, Know, Language, Life, Mankind, Maybe, Mirrors, Missing, Moments, Monkeys, Near Death Experience, Poetry and Poems, Pre-Civilization, Preference, Punchline, Real alues, Science, Smile, Standards, Stay Alive, Survive, Take, Trip To Mars, Truth, Uncertain, Walk, Weird
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Chanukah and Antisemitism
In solidarity with the Jewish people around the globe on this first night of Chanukah! Chanukah and Antisemitismby Michael DoyleIn what should be a quiet season filled with optimismIt is hard to feel life without a bit of pessimismStill, menorah … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged #MeToo, Antistemitism, Base Urges, Beasts of Satan, Bediviled Resistance, Belief, Brave, Brotherhood, Burning Bush, Celebration, Chanukah, Coexist, Conflict, Courage, Cowards, Dignity, Divine Light, Dull Coldness, Elie Wisel, Encourage, Fate, Fear, Festival of Lights, Forces of Intolerance, Freedom, Friends, God's Presence, Grief, Hand In Hand, Hate-Filled, Heaer, Hopeless, Indivisible, Jewish Obligation, Jewish People, Joy and Sorrow, Judaism, Just End, Late, Light, Light Each Candle, Manipulated, Miracle, Monrah, Neutrality, Oil Burning, Oppressed, Oppressed People, Oppressor, Optimism, Peoples of Faith, Persevereance, Perverse, Pessimism, Plight, Poetry and Poems, Pride, Prominent, Quench, Rabbi, Rededication, Relief, Sanctuary, Season, Shamash, Shield and Comfort, Side By Side, Sihine, Silence, Solidarity, Speak, Stand Firm, Stand United, Stay Alive, Survive, Survivors, Take Side, Temple, Tormented, Tormentor, Trace, Truth, Unspeakable Hate, Victim, Visibility, World and Universe
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Persistence
Persistenceby Michael DoyleWe create our locked prisons by choiceWhere our creatures find their voiceThe point of origins might be our schoolOr wherever we learned life’s rulesWindow shopping as we were thenPursuing our visions and our sinsPaying our price as we … Continue reading
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Tagged Belong, Bone, Choice, Create, Creature, Dreams, Experience, First Level, Further, Good God, Hungry, In the Beginning, Knowledge, Learn, Life's Food, Life's Rules, Lock, Mercy, Mock, Moved Along, Own, Persistence, Poetry and Poems, Point of Origins, Price, Prisons, Pursue, School, Sharpen, Sins, Stay Alive, Survive, Test, Visions, Voice, We, Will, Window Shopping, Wisdom
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Strike the Match
Strike the Matchby Michael DoyleLife broke our heartsAnd filled it with sorrowLife killed our hopeBy filling us with promised tomorrowsThere inside our broken smilesAre the tatters, we won’t leave behindEven for a sacred shot at sanityThat is, after all, naught … Continue reading
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Tagged Alexandria, Bad, Broken Smiles, Care, Children, Choose, Core, Darkness, Eyes, Fair, Flames, Good, Hard Price, Harshness, Heart, Hope, Immortality, Learn, Life, Live For Love, Match, New World, Nice to Win, Old World, Open, Poetry and Poems, Promise, Sanity, Secret Pain, Shame, Should, Sigh, Sleep, Sorrow, Stay Alive, Strike, Sunrise, Survive, Tatters, Vanity, Win
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The Sphinx of Legacy
The Sphinx of Legacyby Michael DoyleIn the mystery of the sphinxIs the ancient mystery that linksTo secret rooms of love and wisdomIt brings release like keys to the kingdomSome are kept prisoner by this lureWhile others believe this is the … Continue reading
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Tagged Aged, Alone, Another Tale, Arrive, Been, Better Off Dead, Buried, Burn, Cheat the Devil, Clever, Close To Home, Coded Memory, Core, Crumbs of Dreams, Cure, Death, Depths, Drifting Along, Easy As A Rhyme, Echoes, Face, Flames, Forever, Free Flow, Glory, Goldfish In A Bowl, Grace, Heads, Hope, Human Beings, In the End, Keys to the Kingdom, Last Person, Last Sunset, Lasting Legacy, Lasting Regret, Leave, Legacy, Level, Link, Long Goodbye, Love and Wisdom, Lure, Marking Time, Meet, Met, Mirror, More Is the Pity, Mystery, Play the Game, Play With Fire, Plumb, Poetry and Poems, Pray For Grace, Remembers You, Riding Hard, Rinse and Repeat, Room Enough, Secret Rooms, Shadows, Shivers, Sorrow, Sphinx, Stay Alive, Throne, To the Bone, Today, Tombstone, Tomorrow, True, Unscathed, Visitors, Wandered Far, Watches, We All Die, Where
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To Find A Friend
The world is a sometimes scary place, particularly when it comes to the heart, isn’t it? To Find A Friend by Michael Doyle To find a friend In this friendless world Toward this end I lay fetal and curled Is … Continue reading
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Tagged Alone, Another, Back Against the Wall, Bath, Beat, Being Alone, Curl, Darkness, Depend, Dream, Each Other, Fetal, Find, Fist, Friend, Friendless, Gold, Guide, Harshness, Heart, Home, I, Light, Magic of Trust, Must, Myself, Never Again, Night, One Heart, One Soul, One Thing, Other, Our, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Precious, Purity, Scary Place, Share, Stay Alive, Survive, Together, Too Much, Toward This End, Truest End, Uncurled, Willing, World, Worth
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