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Home For the Win
Home For the Winby Michael DoyleThe most important place to winIs in our home; every now and thenTo be the parents that we wish to beLiving in every thoughtful possibilityIt’s not about being perfect but presentTo declare the truth wisely … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Apology, Authority, Battle, Blessings Spoken, Children, Effective, Encourage, Eternal, Explanation, Focus, Foundation, Gift, Grace, Heart Breaks, Heaven Sent, Holy Path, Home, Infernal, Jesus Walk, Knees, Living Health, Love, Mistakes, Parents, Perfect, Poetry and Poems, Present, Righteous, Softening Hearts, Speak Life, Talk, Thoughtful, Truth, Win, Words
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Born In the Rockies (Part II)
Born In the Rockies (Part II)by Michael DoyleThe backbone of North America stretches for milesBring life across the land with ceaseless smilesFrom shifting sand dunes to deep river valleys it goesFrom the most brilliant stretches of sun to deep shadowsEach … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Again, Animal Babies, Backbone, Beginning, Biome, Born, Childhood, Cranes, Cub, Dance, Day, Deep River Valley, Den, Earth, Ecosystem, Essential, Explore, Freshness, Generation, Grass, Habittual, II, Life, Miles, Mirth, Mist, Mother, Nature, New Life, North America, Play, Poetry and Poems, Rainbow, Renewal of Vows, Ritual, Romance, Sand Dunes, Shadows, Smiles, Spawn, Sun, Tale, Temperate, Time, Understood, Wait, Ways of Love, Win, Winter, Yellowstone Valley
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The Spin of the Win, …Again
The Spin of the Win, ..Againby Michael DoyleOh the spin, the spinThe spin masters spinTurning America’s lossInto some kind of winOh the spin, the spinThe spin masters spinTrying to turn what should be a lossInto a political winMistaking the wrong … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Adulterous Woman, America, American People, Begin, Betrayal, Blur, Brutally, Burr, Clarity, Condoned, Conviction, Crime, Cringe, Game, Game Is on, Ides of March, Invincibility, Legality, Loss, Miss, Pardoned, Poetry and Poems, Political Win, Pretense, Self-Aware, Sense, Shame, Spin, Stoned, Teflon Don, Tenuous Legal Theory, Thought, Trash Talk, Unpredictability, Win
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A Truth Told
A Truth Toldby Michael Doyle Trapped within lies within liesA truth illuminates under artificial skiesAnd the pain makes for the better manIt’s a script a believer can understand Meant, as it is, to make us believeThough written so carefully as … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Alive, Anguish, Answer, Artificial Skies, Beginning, Believe, Better Man, Breaking My Heart, Broken Life, Cancer, Clever, Complexity, Construct, Construction, Deceive, Dexterity, Eggs, Faith, Fools, Forgiving, Found, Frames Per Second, Game, Illusory, Imporbable, Lies, Living, Mass Destruction, Meant, Pain, Poetry and Poems, Real, Reflection, Reveals, Revolt, Rules, Script, Self-Destruct, Start, Trapped, Truth, Truth Told, Understand, Vault, Win
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Let the Party Begin
Let the Party Beginby Michael DoyleDon’t let your emotionsCloud your best judgmentKeeping faith in your devotionDespite the world’s begrudgementFailures never help one’s attitudeStill it’s best to keep in gratitudeFor all the good that has come beforeBrings a feeling we cannot … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Attitude, Begin, Begrudge, Brook, Confuse, Crown, Days, Drink Up, Emotion, Emotions, Eyes, Failures, Frown, Good, Gratitude, Human Condition, Ignore, Judgment, Laughter, Look, Nice, Now, Party, Poetry and Poem, Pool, Price, Princess, Round and Round, Smile, Sorrow, Start, Substance, Surprise, Then, Tomorrow, Touch, Unleashed, Upside Down, Wall of Pride, Ways, Win
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Thought For the Day: Monsters Are Real, and Ghosts Are Real Too. They Live Inside Us, and Sometimes, They Win
“Monsters are real, and ghosts are real too. They live inside us, and sometimes, they win.” -Stephen King, novelist (b. 21 Sep 1947)
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Tagged Ghosts, Inside, Live, Monsters, Real, Sometimes, Stephen King, Thought For the Day, Win
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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
Posted in Poetry and Poems
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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As If Nothing Else Matters
As If Nothing Else Mattersby Michael DoyleHow do you protect Russian speakersBy bombing them into oblivion?Mix up that experiment in your beakerYou say you’re doing this as a guardian?Returning to the homeland of the RusWhile treating the natives as if … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Armed, Attack, Beaker, Belarus, Beseda, Black, Blessed, Bodies, Bolster, Bomb, Bombed, Bring Down, Buried, Carry On, Children, Children Plea, City, Collectively Sighs, Courage, Cry, Defense Ministry, Empathetic, Encourage, Exceed, Experiment, Eyes Grown Older, False Flags, Firm, Forget, Forty Mile Long Russian Convoy, Fought, Fruited Jams, FSB, Grandmothers, Groan, Guardian, Historical Vision, Homeland of the Rus, Honey, Human Beings, Hyiv, Intelligence, Land, Landfill, Limited, Little Russians, Living, Lucrative, Maternity Wards, Natives, Nazis, Nothing Else Matters, Oblivion, Odessan, Patience, Plot, Poetry and Poems, Poets and Dreamers, Predicted, Protect, Pulled In, Putin's War, Real, Refuse, Refusing To Die, Riches, Russian Speakers, Scenes, Sheerest Tatters, Souls, Stall, Sticks and Stones, Street Urchins, Surreal, Things We Have Seen, Three Prong of Attack, Tractors, Trembles, Tyrant, Ukrainian Grandfathers, Unbearable, Valdimir, Wall, What Cannot Be Forgot, Wheat, Wicked Thrill, Win, World Watches, World's Money, Worn Down
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Dedicated To A Half Remembered Lorax, Part II
Dedicated To A Half Remembered Lorax, Part IIIby Michael DoyleHowever much some point out their clarityA dreamer remains undeterred by realityEven when it seems everyone is living culpableIt never stops quixotic dreams of the impossibleFloating as it is into the … Continue reading
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Tagged Bottom-Line, Clarity, Culpable, Days, Death, Dedicate, Devastation, Devine, Dreamer, Dreams, Essence, Falls, Fire, Force Multiplier, Future Shock, Greed, Impossible, Last Breath, Last Hope, Lean, Lessons, Lorax, Mean, Mustard Seed, Nature and Trees, Need, Page, Perfect, Plays, Plead, Poetry and Poems, Pride, Rainbow, Reality, Shot, Sorrow, Soul, Stage, Success, Tomorrow, Truth, Vibes, Win, World, Worthy Thought, Zen
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