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Writings On My Wall
Writings On My Wallby Michael DoyleI sit here like some poor lost soul.I am regretful of the times I’ve lost control.Now, I sit here quiet as a church mouse,My fractured memories churn inside like a ghost house.Thinking of how like … Continue reading
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Tagged Abused, Church Mouse, Close, Colors, Control, Dedalus, Eagle, Fall, Ghost House, Hero, Illuion Walk, Inner Child, Life, Love, Nightmare, One-Piece Puzzle, Poetry, Poetry and Poems, Profusion, Revulsion, Rhymes, Roar, Soar, Sorrow, Soul, Twisted Up, Wall, Wound, Writing
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A Song of Testimony
A Song of Testimonyby Michael DoyleBy His breath, I learned how to breathe,Giving my love to His truth and no longer deceived.I stand with my hands stretched to Heaven above.I’ve put away the weakness of hate for God’s love.My heart … Continue reading
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Tagged Breath, Breathe, Broken Heart, Cried, Deceived, Enough, Face, Faith, God's Love, Grace, Hands, Hate, Heart, Heaven, Jesus, Learn, Life, Long, Love, Love of God, One-And-Done, Part, Path, Poetry and Poems, Proverbial, Revived, Servant, Song, Step, Survived, Testimony, Tough, Tried, Truth, Unknown God, Weakness, Wound
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Healing Scars Into Stars
Healing Scars Into Starsby Michael DoyleWe can beat ourselves up in the void,In all the shame we try to avoid. Waltzing through interconnecting rooms of shameThis is where we learned to wear our blame.We tell ourselves that we’re different,Acting humble … Continue reading
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Tagged Alone, Atone, Avoid, Belong, Different, Extended Hand, Far, Feel, Friend, Heal, Hopeful Eyes, Humble, Learn, Lives, Moments, Okay, Pain, Phone, Poetry and Poems, Real, Reverent, Rooms of Shame, Scars, Shame, Skin of Stone, Smile of Low, Stars, Stranger, Strong, Understand, Voice, Void, Waltz, Wonder, Wound
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Mortality Awoken
Mortality Awokenby Michael DoyleThe questions of mortalityGo far beyond moralityWhen something makes you question why.Or how it is that we are born to die.Avoiding the phone calls that wait,As these questions come down to fate.Who are we to feel this … Continue reading
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Tagged Awoken, Bleed, Born To Die, Breaks, Damage, End, Everyone, Fatally, Fate, Fear, Good Sense, Impartially, Morality, Mortality, Phone Call, Poetry and Poems, Precious, Questions, Reply, Shade, Surrounded, The End, The World, Wait, Why, Wound
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Thought For the Day: The Wound Is the Place Where the Light Enters You
“The wound is the place where the Light enters you.” – Rumi
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Tagged Entrance, Light, Place, Rumi, Thought For the Day, Where, Wound
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Thought For the Day: The Best People Possess A Feeling For Beauty, the Courage To Take Risks, the Discipline To Tell the Truth, the Capacity for Sacrifice. Ironically, Their Virtues Make Them Vulnerable
“The best people possess a feeling for beauty, the courage to take risks, the discipline to tell the truth, the capacity for sacrifice. Ironically, their virtues make them vulnerable; they are often wounded, sometimes destroyed.” – Ernest Hemingway
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Tagged Best People, Capacity, Courage, Destroy, Discimpline, Ernest Hemingway, Felling, Ironic, Possess, Risk, Sacrifice, Thought For the Day, Truth, Virtue, Vulneraable, Wound
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Thought For the Day: Treachery and Violence Are Spears Pointed At Both Ends; They Wound Those Who Resort To Them Worse Than Their Enemies
“Treachery and violence are spears pointed at both ends; they wound those who resort to them worse than their enemies.” – Emily Bronte
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Tagged Emily Bronte, Enamies, Ends, Point, Resort, Spears, Thought For the Day, Treachery, Violence, Worse, Wound
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Shadowboxing
Shadowboxingby Michael DoyleShadowboxing with my egoHiding from whispers of an echoWhen cleansing of sin is neededAnd common sense is not heededThere are dangers in complexityRaw feelings rough in their simplicityI just need to hold on to the sunriseVisions that bleed … Continue reading
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Tagged Beautiful Soul, Bleed, Cleansing of Sin, Common Sense, Complexity, Danger, Demons Dwell, Echo, Ego, Grow, Hid, Hurt, ID, Inferno, Innocence of Childhood, Jaded Past, Killing Me, Let Go, Living Hell, Lose Control, Love, Making, Mistakes, Must, Pain Inside, Past Trauma, Poetry and Poems, Pool of Blood, Raw Feelings, Shadow Boxing, Simplicity, Sunrise, Swept, Taking, Trust, Uncertainty, Whisper, World, Wound, Wounded Parts
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The Solace of Life’s Magnitude
The Solace of Life’s Magnitudeby Michael DoyleI’ve never quite decided the tragedyIn the inches of life’s comedyIt’s all just another way to dieQuite laughable in how it brings another cryThere in the bullet that’s firedIs the bang up finish that … Continue reading
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Tagged Alive, Allow, Another Way To Die, Balance, Bleed Out, Breath, Bullet, Chase, Coincidences, Collide, Comedy, Conspiracy, Conspire, Crash, Cry, Daily, Desperate, Doubt, Embrace, Faces, Finish, Fire, Full Stop, Hard, History, Hold, Impossible To Fake, Inches, Last Inning, Laugh, Life, Living, Lock of Hair, Loud, Magnitude, Marvel, Mystery, Pain, Pass, Photograph, Picked Lock, Poem, Poetry, Pride, Questions, Reason, Scratch, Search, Secrets, Sentimental, Shroud, Slow To Heal, Solace, Surrender, Take It, Tragedy, Wound, Wounds
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