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Thought of the Day: The Road Goes Ever On and On

 “The Road goes ever on and onDown from the door where it began,Now far ahead the Road has goneAnd I must follow, if I can. “ – J.R.R. Tolkien

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Bloated Ramble

Another sort of look at how monsters are just good challenged and not evil… 😉 Bloated Rambleby Michael DoyleHumans fear the hours of the nightAll the darkness and absence of lightAnd all of the sounds that bring human frightSimply because … Continue reading

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Sure Hand of the Devil Dealt

The surest hand the Devil’s ever dealt is the deceit blotted out into the dark of night… Sure Hand of the Devil Dealt by Michael Doyle The bell tolls out into the black of night So little is seen in … Continue reading

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The Temptation of Wanting Another’s Share

Based in part on Exodus 20:17: The Temptation of Wanting Another’s Share by Michael Doyle It’s hard to be content in comparison Always measuring yourself on what is done By others when your race is your own Only to be … Continue reading

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To London, Across the Sea

A further retelling of Dracula in poetic form: To London, Across the Sea by Michael Doyle In a tested game of chess A knight is menacing a queen The losing side will confess What this really means A voyage has … Continue reading

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War Changes A Man

While paying attention to something else, I started to think on PTSD. War Changes A Man by Michael Doyle It came on without any warning Half past two in the morning And suddenly, it was show time Landing hard like … Continue reading

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Hello Echo

Some mysteries are better left under lock and key. Hello Echo by Michael Doyle Deeper than an echo In a wishing well Hidden in the shadow Shivering to its last detail You have to listen To the whispers calling Can … Continue reading

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The Art Garden Was Swinging

Day 21 of Na/GloPoWriMo  2020, has the optional prompt of taking a bit of poetry in a foreign language and based on the sound of the lines themselves attempting to write a poem of some sort even if it becomes … Continue reading

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An Easter Of Empty Churches

What an odd sort of Easter wasn’t it?  But perhaps a lesson to be learned… An Easter of Empty Churches by Michael Doyle April of 2019, Notre-Dame was burning And in this, we were surprised and learning That there would … Continue reading

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Dealing With the New Deal

American history continues into the 1930s and the Great Depression. Dealing With the New Deal by Michael Doyle Had Coolidge been in power for Wall Street’s fall The safe bet is he would have done little or nothing at all … Continue reading

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