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The Black Book Blues
The Black Book Bluesby Michael DoyleA father’s handClutches his son’s bloodMired in the sandClotting in the mudCorruption is as corruption doesSome things never changeIt’s as bad as it ever wasSome things simply rearrangeAn honest man can’t always be niceNot when … Continue reading
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Tagged Bad As It Ever Was, Battles, Black Book, Blues, Broken, Brutal, Burn, Change, Clot, Clown, Corruption, Cost, Danger, Evil, Father's Hand, Good, Grief, Heart, Heartbreak, Hide, Honest Man, Incendiary, Integrity, Lesson, Light, Look, Memories, Mercies, Mercy, Mistake, Mud, None, Nowhere, Pain, Poetry and Poems, Price, Relief, Right, Run, Sand, Shown, Sight, Snare, Son's Blood, Spare, Stranger, Token, Tossed, Truth, Understood, Wink and Nudge, Youth
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Visceral Causes
The fifth and final of the series based on the science fiction movie, Alien. Visceral Causesby Michael DoyleThe visceral causes bits of reactionConnected to the phobias with distinctionA baby born with a visual screamBirthing the nightmare, where might have been … Continue reading
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Tagged Baby, Birth, Black, Blank Slate, Burn, Cause, Chance, Clouds, Collective Memory, Dance, Darkest Corners, Dedicate, Distinction, Dreams, Escape, Essence, Frequency, Future, Height of Creativity, Hollywood, Human Beings, Inside, Inter-Connection, Learn, Lessons, Linear Direction, Mother, Name, Nightmare, No Limits, Nuance, Pass, Past, Phobia, Poetry and Poems, Possibility, Reaction, Reactivity, Reality, Remaining, Sand, Screen, Self-Destruction, Shadow, Shapes, Thoughts, Unknown, Visceral, Visual Scream, Window, World
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Uthred of Bamburgh
Uthred of Bamburghby Michael DoyleThe blood runs deepAs Saxon mothers weepSatan has crossed the landsUnder blood thirst’s craven commandVahalla’s gates open wideWatching as seven kings diedThe Valkyries accept the deathAs Uthred draws his last breathA hero though rarely namedIf England … Continue reading
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Tagged Betrayals, Blame, Blood, Breath, Burn, Burning Hearts, Cold, Craven, Death, Deep, England, Fall, Family Ties, Fiction, Flames, Flicker, Halls, Hero, History, Kings, Lands, Learn, Lost, Mytery, Oath, Poetry and Poems, Real Man, Sacred, Satan, Saxon, Seven, Sir Lancelot, Sky, Thirst, Uthred of Bamburgh, Vahalla, Valykyries, Weep, Wide, Winter, Word
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First Principles: The Burning of An Author’s Books, Imprisonment For Opinion’s Sake, Has Always Been the Tribute That An Ignorant Age Pays To the Genius of Its Time
“The burning of an author’s books, imprisonment for opinion’s sake, has always been the tribute that an ignorant age pays to the genius of its time.” – Joseph Allen (1749-1827)
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Tagged Author's Books, Burn, Dare, First Principles, Genius, Ignorant Age, Imprisonment, John Adams, Joseph Allen, Opinion's Sake, Pay, Read, Speak, Think, Time, Tribute, Wirte
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Troubled Thoughts In the Night
Troubled Thoughts In the Nightby Michael DoyleLife knows its bestSpoken like a new languageIt’s written in secret alphabetYou can feel its rising heatSomewhere in that middle passageWithout words it reveals its secretA divine messenger singsOn the wind like a ghost … Continue reading
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Tagged Belong, Best, Borrowing Troubles, Breath, Burn, Death, Death Stings, Discern, Divine Messenger, Doctors, Emotions, Feast, Ghost Song, Hope, Hopeless, Icy Claws, Immaculate Notions, Language, Life, Lonely Night, Middle Passage, Night, Notes, Passing, Patience, Poetry and Poems, Reveal, Rising Heat, Secret Alphabet, Sequence, Sky, Solomon, Stainless, Starless, Thoughts, Trouble, Troubled, Two, Whisper, Wind, Wisdom
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Thought For the Day: The Only Sure Weapon Against Bad Ideas Is Better Ideas. The Source of Better Ideas Is Wisdom.
“Books won’t stay banned. They won’t burn. Ideas won’t go to jail. In the long run of history, the censor and the inquisitor have always lost. The only sure weapon against bad ideas is better ideas. The source of better … Continue reading
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Tagged Alfred Whitney Griswold, Always, Bad Ideas, Banned, Better Ideas, Books, Burn, Censor, Ideas, Inquisitor, Jail, Long Run of History, Lost, Only, Source, Sure Weapon, Thought For the Day, Wisdom
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Among the First Casualties
Among the First Casualtiesby Michael DoyleAmong the first casualties of warIs the promise that love will live onAnd if something goes wrong, lovers will love moreThe white heat of passion burns until it’s goneA touch, a line, a singular traceA … Continue reading
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Tagged Among, Borne, Broken Hearts, Burn, Comfort, Embrace, Fallen, Fear, First Casualties, Forget, Heart, Hide, Hope, Left Behind, Line, Linger, Lingering Memory, Live On, Love, Lovers, Mind, Mustache, Okay, Paassion, Poetry and Poems, Pretend, Promise, Reflections, Regret, Scars, Stars, Touch, Trace, Void, War, White Heat, Wish, Wounded Heart, Wrong
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Blown Smoke
Blown Smokeby Michael DoyleBlown smoke seen through a windowThe feel of doubt, imprinted on her shadowThe detective watches the young widowLooking for clues, he might recognize and knowHe thinks back on days of reverieThat are no longer more than memoryShivering … Continue reading
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Tagged Arms, Blown Smoke, Borrow, Burn, Children, Clues, Contrite, Dark, Days, Detective, Empty, Feel of Doubt, Forgot, Keep Out, Know, Life, Love, Memory, Misery, Night, Not Divine, Numbers, Paganini, Poetry and Poems, Present, Recognize, Revenge, Reverie, Rocks, Rude, Run, Secret Moods, Shadow, Ship of Fools, Shiver, Sign, Silver Strings, Sorrow, Souls, Stargazer, System, Tomorrow, Troubles, Widow, Window, Wise, Yesterday
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