Tag Archives: Stood

Wounds Let In the Light

Wounds Let In the Lightby Michael DoyleThey say our wounds let in the lightI don’t know if it’s by experience or second lightBut something about this notion is wound tightAnd from what I have seen, perhaps they’re rightThe worst wound … Continue reading

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Streets Ahead

Life is a confined period of time.  Who knows truly what’s next.  Even if you believe in the God of the Bible, you find that there is disagreement as to how after life happens.  With this in mind, I thought … Continue reading

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Texas 1836

I have always found American history fascinating in all of our legends and tales, tall or not. Texas 1836 by Michael Doyle Texas, Eighteen Hundred Thirty Six Thousands of Americans invited in Finding their place in desert sand and sticks … Continue reading

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Cross Shaped of An Imperfect Heart

On the ninth day of Na/GloPoWriMo 2020, the optional prompt is to “write a “concrete” poem – a poem in which the lines and words are organized to take a shape that reflects in some way the theme of the … Continue reading

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