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Too Many Voices
Too Many Voicesby Michael DoyleThe mourning after is brought by its happy day.Maybe it amounts to the memory kept, and by the way.How do I keep you today, hoping for our tomorrow,Without my smile, sometimes slipping into sorrow.If I should … Continue reading
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Tagged ADHD, Believe, Best Lies, Choices, Clouds, Dismiss, Ears, Eyes, Faith, Gathered Pieces, God, Happy Day, Heart, Hope, Jesus, Justiice, Love, Majesty, Memory, mental-health, Mourning, Much Ado, Orphan Moon, Passing Through, Poetry and Poems, Promse, Ran, Rock Paper Scissors, Smile, Sorrow, Soul, Spoken Dreams, Time, Today, Tomorrow, Too Many, Tragedy, True, Voices, Void, Way, Whole, Witness, Writing, Years
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Eyes On the Future
Eyes On the Futureby Michael DoyleThere will be seasons of favor.These times are the times to savor.Calling our minds toward the future,And thinking about what to nurture.The prophet Jeremiah spent his yearsBringing the Israelis through their tearsTo bravely come all … Continue reading
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Tagged Bible, Brave, Christianity, Eyes, Faith, Forwrd Lord, Future, God, Jesus, Kingdom, Mind, Nurture, Poetry and Poems, Prophet Jeremiah, Room, Speak, Strength, Swasons of FAvor, Tears, Times To Savor, Womb, Words, Years
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The Details on Liberty Street
The Details On Liberty Streetby Michael DoyleMortality beats a heavy drum in perspective.Memories of past conversations are kept respectiveOf all the years that have since come and gone.Only the night herself can say when to move on.The sharing of souls … Continue reading
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Tagged Books, Confession, Conversation, Desecration, Details, Error, Fiction, Horror, Liberty Street, Memory, Morbidity, Mortaility, Movies, Negotiation, Night, Perspective, Poetry and Poems, Reconciliation, Respective, Share, Soul, Truth, Undead, Unsaid, Vampire, vampires, Years
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Happy Is Man’s Unknown Door
Happy Is Man’s Unknown Doorby Michael DoyleI see it thereIn your eyes.How life has taught,Making you more wise.Much of life Comes to us by surprise.Happy are those Who live past probable demise.Happy is the man who lives,Rising up from life’s … Continue reading
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Tagged Arrival, Bruises and Thrashes, Charade, Crash, Demise, Discerned, Drfit, Eyes, Gates, Give, Happy, Humanity, Know, Learned, Life, Mn, Nebula, Poetry and Poems, Probity, Promises Made, Questions, Reply, See, Shown, Sleeve, Sobreity, Still Life, Surprise, Survival, Taught, Unknown Door, Use, Value, Voyage, Wise, Years
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Over the Ending of Years
Over the Ending of Yearsby Michael DoyleSometimes as we travel over the lighter yearsWe find ourselves confronted by our dark fears.Things come along that change our soulsAnd agonize at how much we are out of control.It’d be something if we … Continue reading
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Tagged Agonize, Approach, Dark Fears, Death, Depth, Elephant, Ending, Future, Heaven, Holy Service, Last Breath, Length, Matter, Numbing, Pass, Poetry and Poems, Purpose, Recall, Soul, Tatter, Travel, Years
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The Riddle of the Sands
The Riddle of the Sandsby Michael DoyleWith my mind’s last breathI felt myself melt into my death.Reality faded into flowery dimensions,None of which flows with great precision.But the sounds inside were already goneBefore I realized what it was to go … Continue reading
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Tagged Clever, Cold, Death, Dimension, Dreaming, Eyes, Fade, Fingers, Fire, Forever, Fragile Heart, Idenity, Jesus, Know, Last Breath, Laugh, Learn, Liquid Sky, Living, Mars, Memories, Mercury, Mind, Misery, Months, Night, Perception, Poetry and Poems, Precision, Pyschobabble, Reality, Realize, Red Alert, Riddle, Sands, Silence, Sleep, Sound, Spike, Spirit, Starlight, Surreal, Tears, Temple of Wonders, Thought, Trauma, Walk, Waves, Weep, World, Years, Yesterday
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Thought For the Day: Count Your Age By Friends, Not Years. Count Your Life By Smiles, Not Tears
“Count your age by friends, not years. Count your life by smiles, not tears.” – John Lennon
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Tagged Age, Count, Friends, John Lennon, Life, Smiles, Tears, Thought For the Day, Years
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She Learns To Survive
She Learns To Surviveby Michael DoyleTo her, I’m her fatherAs I watch my daughterWalking alone in the nightShe’s always been my lightBut it wasn’t always this wayShe’s haunted by the dayThese moments hidden insideBehind her fragile prideHe took her innocenceI’ve … Continue reading
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Tagged Abandoned, Afraid, Agnoize, Agonizes, Almost Took Her Life, Alone, Beautiful, Beside, Blossom, Bold, Brave, Child of the Light, Confide, Creid, Darkest Depth, Daughter, Day, Dread, Eyes, Father, Feeling, Fight, Fragile Pride, Fright, Grow, Hand, Haunted, He, Head, Heat, Her, Hidden Inside, Hold, In the End, Innocence, Intended Offense, Intense, Know, Learn, Life, Light, Love, Meaning, New Meaning, Night, Poetry and Poems, Power, Remembers, Sad Eyes, Scared, She, Smile, Step Forward, Step-By-Step, Strength, Survive, Talk, Tears, The Past, This Way, Ties, Times, Told, Torment, Understood, Unfolds, Walk, Walking Alone, Worthy, Years
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Rumor Is…
Rumor Is…by Michael DoyleRumor is that happinessIs not a preconceived moment of blissBut a journey through the yearsTaken awhile with all of your peersWho feel as though they’ve lived theirs rightWhile yours has been a constant fightFaceless and somehow namelessThey … Continue reading
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Tagged Adequate, Ask, Blameless, Blink, Bliss, Christians, Conflict, Constant Fight, Cures, Facless, Feel, Fix, Forgive, Forgiven, Forgiving, Given, Happiness, Head, Heck of A World, Jouney, Live, Living, Moment, Nameless, Not Yours, Peace and Understanding, Peers, Poetry and Poems, Preconceived, Pretend, Right, Rumor Is, Said, Shout, Tasks, Voices, War of Theirs, Years, Your Opinions
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First Principles: In the End, It’s Not the Years In Your Life That Count. It’s the Life In Your Years
“In the end, it’s not the years in your life that count. It’s the life in your years.” -Abraham Lincoln (Happy Birthday to me?)
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Tagged Abraham Lincoln, Count, End, First Principles, Life, Years
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ALOHA PROMISES FOREVER 