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Mountain of Consequence

Mountain of Consequenceby Michael DoyleThere are legends of lost treasureThat goes deep and beyond known measureThe locks that must be brokenAs the stories are told, quietly spokenMankind’s greed leads to deathAn old man mumbles under breathWhile the bringer of life … Continue reading

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The Devils We Wish We Didn’t Know

The Devils We Wish We Didn’t Knowby Michael DoyleThe NCAAWas, and is, the DevilWe knew enough to knowA scam for payNever on the levelIt was for extra coinsNot for any college bowlGraveyard memoriesDedicated to familiesThat gave their allIn the name … Continue reading

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Sandhill Cranes Revisited

Sandhill Cranes Revisitedby Michael DoyleEvery year Sometimes twice a yearWe would make our pilgrimage Off to Jasper PulaskiTens of thousands of cranes Filled the airZoning in on their nesting groundsZig-zag patterns as grouping Crossed by grouping Into what looks like … Continue reading

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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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Thought For the Day: Liberty Lies In the Hearts of Men and Women. When It Dies There, No Constitution, No Law, No Court Can Do Much To Help It

‘Liberty lies in the hearts of men and women. When it dies there, no constitution, no law, no court can do much to help it.’” – Judge Learned Hand

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Knowing of the Why

Knowing of the Whyby Michael DoyleI believe I know the whyOf why a weeping willow criesWhen there was no time for goodbyeAnd that’s the case for each of us who diesEven in the best case of stabilityThere lies the uncanny … Continue reading

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Given To the Fire

Halloween Poem #24: https://flic.kr/p/s4ZNhr Given To the Fire by Michael Romani Gazing on the precious cross Given to the fire with a toss One soul stood itself alone But, oh so, very lost and alone As if her heart were … Continue reading

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Tears In Misted Eyes

Halloween Poem #21: Tears In Misted Eyes by Michael Romani Tears in his misted eyes A monster cries as his child dies While the mother prays her lullaby It’s all the watcher can do to sigh Life like a twisted … Continue reading

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