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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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Looking For Words
Looking For Wordsby Michael DoyleI see you looking for wordsBut more than the wordsYou want to read the actionsThat bleed like a rose with satisfactionMaking a difference, plain to seeTo live, love, and dream is to beOne with this universal … Continue reading
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Tagged Accommodate, Actions, Angels, Bleed, Charm, Clarity, Comfortable, Connect, Difference, Distances, Dream, Dreams, Feeling, Friendship, Infinite Role, Life, Live, Looking, Looking For Words, Love, Magic, More Than, Place, Plain To See, Pleasure, Poetry and Poems, Quiet Moments, Read, Rose, Satisfaction, Seams, Seeing, Shared Joy, Sincereity, Sinking, Souls, Spaces, Sparks, Tears, Thinking, Treasure, True Hearts, Truth of the Matter, Universal Soul, Years
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A Life Lived Publicly
A Life Lived Publiclyby Michael DoyleWe walk through life brisklyThinking thoughts ironicallyAbout a life lived publiclyWhen it cannot be lived privatelyThere are eyes most everywhereAs the cameras blink and others stareIt only works if we live comfortablyWith the feeling we’re … Continue reading
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Tagged Alright, Asterisk, Authentic Profession, Blend, Breaking Down Walls, Breakthrough, Briskly, Brood, Calls, Cameras, Comfortable, Comically, Concession, Confession, Confrontation, Connects, Deflection, Despite, Done, Echoed Chambers, Everywhere, Eyes, Failed Sentences, Family, Feeling, Forget, Foundation, Group Therapy, Honesty, Hugs, Imperfect, Incomplete, Ironic, Kindness, Laws, Learn, Life, Means, Minds, Moments, Need To Hide, No Time For Regrets, Other Side, Pause, Peace, Perfect Ones, Poetry and Poems, Pray It All Away, Pride, Private, Process, Public, Punchlines, Reflection, Regrets, Routine, Say, Secrets, Session, Shroud, Silent, Sincere, Somewhere, Stare, Still Here, Strife, Surrender, Tears, Tender, Tenderness, The Divine Comedy, The Thinker, Think, Times, Truth, Vulnerable, Wait, Walk, Whispers, Works, Wrongs, Youth
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Push Button
Push Buttonby Michael DoylePushed buttons bring us to griefFrustrations from which we need reliefWe have but one Father, one God of creationBrothers and sisters sharing our one situationWe should then, treat one anotherAs we are, sisters and brothersEqually held in … Continue reading
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Tagged Abandon, Altars, Belong, Blessing, Born, Brothers and Sisters, Cheat, Command, Correction, Creation, Cuts Deeper, Darkness, Direction, Disregard, Doing Wrong, Equally Held, Fake, Father, Forgiveness, Frustrations, Full Liberty, Gardens, God, God's Body, Godly View, Grief, Grow, Heads on Swivel, Hearts, Holiness, Honor, Light, Living, Living Years, Love, Make, Member, Our Father's Love, Poetry and Poems, Promise, Push Button, Regard, Relationship, Relief, Reveal, Right Move, Rightful Worship, Sacred, Sanctuary, Situation, Speak, Sword, Tears, Treat One Another, True Devotion, Wasteland, Will, Witness, World
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Torn As A Teenage Girl’s Heart
Torn As A Teenage Girl’s Heartby Michael DoyleThis one has me in tears before I even startWatching torn as a teenage girl’s heartThe princess who loved me like her biggest heroYells at me and treats me as less than zeroOnly … Continue reading
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Tagged Arms, Asleep, Beautiful, Bed, Best Friend, Blessing, Bolder, Climb, Close, Crime, Daddy, Dead, Destroy My Will, Doubt, Fall, Feelings, Forgiving, Give Them My All, Good Night, Grow Out of This, Heart, Heart Hurts, Helping Her Out, Hero, Hormones, Hour Has Grown Late, Hour Later, Instead, Intensity, Kleenex, Knows, Less Than Zero, Life, Love and Respect, Loved Me, Loving, Miss, Neglect, Nothing Could kill, Older, On Her Side, Pillow, Poetry and Poems, Princess, Quietly Whisper, Rage, Reach Out, Reason For Living, Remember, Rushing Out, Said, Seriously, She Has This Thing, She'll Turn Around Again, Sleeping, Smiles Sweetly, Start, Study, Suddenly, Tears, Teenage Girl, Temper, Tight, Too Sensitive, Torn, Upend, Wise Woman, Years, Yell
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Wedded To A Narrative
Wedded To A Narrativeby Michael DoyleWedded to a narrativeWe forget the slavery of todayCivil rights racketeersDo little to nothingTo ease the world’s tearsThere are incentives to embraceTruths forgotten without traceCombatting the great reset takes voiceTo stand together, we are the … Continue reading
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Tagged Battle, Boom, Civil Rights, Commonsense, Data, Done, Doom, Doomsayer's, Economic Liberty, Elsewhere, Embrace, Equality of Opportunity, Equity, Failed Marxism, False, False Narrative, Free Market Policies, Great Reset, Ignore, Incentives, Majority, Morning's Tide, Narrative, Optimism, Poetry and Poems, Prophets, Race-Based, Racketeers, Rise, Sham, Slavery, Social Policy, Socialism, Stand Together, Tears, Technocrats, Today, Truth, Vacuum, Voice, We, Wed, Wokeness, Won, Work, Working Class
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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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Tagged Ambitions, Atone, Bad, Binary Code, Bottle, Carry, Cashed In, Clickbait, Confide, Core, Days, Debts, Doubt, Dreams, Drop, Emptiness, Empty Years, Escape, Father, Feet, Fit, Good, Gorgonized, Ground, Honor, Horror, Hotel, Hours, Hypnotized, Knowledge, Living, Lost Ways, Moments, My Father's Shoes, Nevermore, Night, Nightmares, Planet, Poetry and Poems, Pours, Promises Made, Purest Love, Remember, Roots, Sarcasm, Screams, Search, Seldom Shared, Shadow, Shot Glass, Sins, Sins of My Father, Snares, Society, Solution, Soul, Stone, Suppressed, Tears, Thoughts, Trapped, Views, Whiskey, Wit
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Making Moments Memories
Making Moments Memoriesby Michael DoyleIt’s the momentsNot selfies that we needIn these times that aren’t contentBut from these, we can be freedLike mental orgasmsCrept up on with enthusiasmNot the dull day of egoThat add up to practically zeroOne photo after … Continue reading
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Tagged Alone, Amuck, Banality, Beauty and Kindness, Center, Complete, Connection, Content, Criminalize, Days, Dies, Direction, Disorder, Dull Day, Ego, Endless, Endure, Enthusiasm, Equal, Ever After, Every Breath and Sigh, Every Life, Exterminate, Eyes, Family, Finality, Freed, Friends, Grab Us A Memory, Grasp, Holy, Humanity, Ignore, Intimacy, Joy Thieves, Laugh, Laughter, Less Is More, Life More Livable, Life Reveals, Lifeless, Living In Memory, Memories, Mental Orgasms, Moments, Music, Need, Onslaught, Opened, Poetry and Poems, Potential, Sacred, Scenes of Beauty, Self, Selfies, Smile, Steal, Tears, Timeless, Times, Times of Humor, Tiny Moments, True, Unforgettable, Vital, Wonder, Words, Zero
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