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A Single Word
A Single Wordby Michael DoyleA single word divided night from dayThis is the goodness found in God’s wayAmidst life’s tears and cheerful laughterHis goodness is worth running afterAs long as it is that I am capableI will remain resolute and … Continue reading
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Tagged Capable, Course, Divided, Encourage, Giving, Goodness, Laughter, Mercy, Night From Day, Poetry and Poems, Prayer, Resolute, Resource, Right Attitude, Season, Single Word, Surrender, Tears
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Between Sleep and Awake
Between Asleep and Awakeby Michael DoyleBetween asleep and awakeIs the recounting ofEvery single mistakeSome deeper than othersSome of hate, some of loveAll of which are heartbreakThey sent me to fight in warI went out a well-trained beastAnd yet somehow I … Continue reading
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Tagged Awake, Between, Brash, Brokenness, Colors, Darkness, Deep, Deeper, Demon, Fight, Harshness, Hate, Heartbreak, Hero, Love, Mistake, More, Outspokenness, Poetry and Poems, Recounting, Repressed Years, Seep, Sleep, Soul, Stagger, Struggle, Tears, Utterance, War, Well-Trained Beast, Wish
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Eudaimonia
Eudaimoniaby Michael DoyleAs a matter of virtue and philosophical inquiryAristotle unveiled many a treasured mysterySetting eudaimonia as the telos of human lifeTranslated toward peace and against strifeInvestigations into the dream of pure reasonTurning the colors of each passing seasonThe functionality … Continue reading
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Tagged Active Life, Aristotle, Believe, Busily Being, Colors, Complicated, Conceive, Conscience, Dealt, Dedicated, Deep Meaning, Detail, Discern, Dream, Dreams, End In Itself, Ethical Aims, Eudaimonia, Felt, Fleeting, Flourishing, Four Causes, Functionality, Gist, Grace, Greeting, Grown, Happiness, Honor, Human Bengs, Human Life, Investigation, Knowledge, Learn, Least Regret, Life Well Lived, Live Well, Lyceum, Means To the Ends, Measured In Moments, Measured In Reasons, Momentary Joy, Museum, Mystery, Nourish, Pass, Passing of Years, Passing Season, Path Forward, Peace, Philosophical Inquiry, Pleasure, Poetry and Poems, Politics, Processes, Pure Reason, Right Conditions, Science, Self-Contained, Shelf, Spirtuality, Streets, Strife, Student, Tears, Telos, Temporary, Translated, Treasure, Truth, Veracity, Virtue, Walking Lectures, Window's Ledge, Wisdom
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Dark Matters
Dark Mattersby Michael DoyleYou were my bright tomorrowNow all I have is my sorrowAnd I’ve only myself to blamePlease don’t look at me in my shameFeelings bubbled up in troubleI opened my mouth, now its doubleI can barely see through … Continue reading
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Tagged Anxiety and Doubt, Blame, Boxed Up, Brave Face, Bubbled, Collections, Confess, Creep, Dark Matters, Deep, Double, Dramatic, Fears, Feelings, Fight My Way, Fix, Heart, Imperfections, Lost, Mess, Mouth, My Friend, Myself, Pain, Poetry and Poems, Post-Traumatic, Pushed You Away, Quiet, See, Shame, Sorrow, Sorry, Spilled Out, Stay, Surface, Tears, Tidal Wave, Tomorrw, Trouble, Yesterday
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Life Out of Balance
Life Out of Balanceby Michael DoyleThe specter of death springs forth with its talonsAs we seek to live lives far too far out balanceCertain as we can be with any semblance of certitudeThat we are striving to have just the … Continue reading
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Tagged Alive, Bended Knee, Bluff, Certitude, Contrary, Death, Familiar, Hands, Life, Living Years, Love of God, Necessary, Need, Out of Balance, Poetry and Poems, Rearrange, Recharge, Right Attitude, Rush, Seed, Talons, Tears, Thrive, Zenith
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Forge of Identity
Forge of Identityby Michael DoyleAlexander’s naked tears were weptFor the one secret that could not be keptThat there was an unconquered infinityOf worlds to be experienced on his journeyThat would never be his in infinite refrainNone of which could know … Continue reading
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Tagged Advice, Alexander, All that's Left, Angle, Confusion, Control, Cradle, Darkness, Desperate Desire, Devil, Dream, Fatality, Flowing Stream, Forge, Game, Identity, Immortality, Jewelry Box, Journey, Kept, Late, Layer, Left Behind, Lines of Code, Madness, Memories, Mind, Mystic Door, Poetry and Poems, Price, Refain, Remnant, Secret, Self-Knowledge, Shame, Shards, Snare, Stain, Tears, Tools, Trap of Illusions, Unconquered Infinity, Wept, World Is Illusion, Worlds
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In Our Pain
In Our Painby Michael DoyleIn that momentI saw beyond myselfThrough my tearsTo someone elseI had walkedBeyond the shadow of deathAs the spirits talkedWhispering under breathAlways so selfishAnd filled with needsFor things never mineTo find myself freedInto life’s stormTurned with a … Continue reading
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Tagged A Single Tear, Beyond, Beyond Myself, Bound, Damned, Death's Door, Deliverance, Each of Us, Enter, Eye, Forbidden Key, Forgiving, Freed, Goodbye, In Our Pain, Living, Meant, Mine, Moment, Moment of Life, Moments, Needs, Passing Year, Poetry and Poems, Price of Love, Promises, Recompense, Said, See, Seen, Selfish, Shadow of Death, Spirits Talk, Storm, Symbols, Tears, Together, Unexplained, Walk, Whisper
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Weren’t Those the Teenaged Years?
Weren’t Those the Teenaged Years?by Michael DoyleThe teenaged yearsOf Saturday night solitudeWas a parade of smiles and tearsAnd many dramasWaiting to intrudeInto the happiness that cameAnd that provided the frameIn moments of ShakespeareThat kept us awakeMaking us braver than our … Continue reading
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Tagged Along the Way, Awake, Bless, Bolder, Brave, Broken Hearts, Choosing, Complexity, Confide, Contemplative, Dramas, Each Step, Edge, Edit, False Starts, Fear, Fight, Frame, Garden Variety, Good, Happiness, Hesitations, Hide, Human Beings, Inquisitive, Intrude, Issues, Losing, Million Ways, Moments, Negatives, Older, Passing By, Poetry and Poems, Positive, Questions, Saturday Night, Secrets, Seen, Shakespeare, Sigh, Smiles and Tears, Solittude, Souls, Take, Tears, Teenaged Years, Thinking, Thought, Tissues, Unseen, Walks, Wars of Love, Wobble, World, Younger Days
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A Cry for Uvalde
A Cry for Uvaldeby Michael DoyleSomewhere beyond a world of feelingIs the way of knowing healingThese are the times for being an exampleThe differences made will be ampleFighting not with fists but with prayerPeeling back the onion of life, layer … Continue reading
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Tagged Actions, Alone, Ample, Beautiful Souls, Behind, Belief, Best Fights, Blame, Bullied, Burnt to the Ground, Candlelight, Community, Cornerstone, Cruelly Dealt, Cry, Cuentas, Dead, Differences Made, Dificil, Disease, Dreams, Every Day, Every Single Day, Example, Faces, Faith, Families, Fault Is His, Favorite Songs, Feeling, Felt, Fight the Good Fight, Fighting, Grief, Gut Wrenching Torments, Hand of Lucifer, Healing, Humbled Cry, Hundreds, It Didn't Have To Be His Choice, Knees, Know, La Muerte de Los Ninos, Layer, Lifted A Hand, Lifting Our Voices, Lives, Loss, Love, Loved Ones, Matters, Memories, Mi Apoyo, Momento, Moments, Morning, Mourning, Nation, Night, Not With Fists, Noticia, Onion of Life, Peace, Poetry and Poems, Prayer, Prayers, Question Why, Rebuild, Sabes, Safe, Salvador Ramos, School, Sense, Shakes and Shatters, Shamed, Silently Erected, Sin, So Be It, So It Will Be Done, Sorrow, Survive, Survivor's Guilt, Tears, Thursday, Times, Torture, Traces, Tragedy, Transcend, Trust Falling, Twenty-One Crosses, Used Their Voice, Uvalde, Vigils, Viviendo, Walk, Warnings, Wicked Ways, Wounds, Years
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