Tag Archives: Dreams

New Paths Shown

New Paths Shownby Michael DoyleWorking hard for changes that we needThe kernels of thought plant the seedArtificial interface brings us to zeroEngineers solving for real play the heroesBe it carbon free concrete or green steelThe same names bring a renewed … Continue reading

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While They Break Our Hearts

While They Break Our Heartsby Michael DoyleLife is full of imprecisionsToo many mistakesAnd too many bad decisionsRomances gone wrongNever knowing where one belongsJust another round of heartbreak songsStaying up late to catch a breakSome things can’t be fakeWhile they break … Continue reading

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A Little Time To Kill

A Little Time To Killby Michael DoyleShe had a little time to killAmong other thingsHe had a need for a big game thrillAnd to find out what tomorrow bringsWith a single shot, she found whatShe was looking for and it … Continue reading

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Sins of My Father Remembered

Sins of My Father Rememberedby Michael DoyleShadowed in doubtTrapped within rootsOn a planet ringed by orbitalsSeeking, search for any way outLooking for any solution that contributesToward escaping the controlsIn the Hotel NevermoreIs a bottle of tearsFor all the lost waysWatch … Continue reading

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To See the World Again

To See the World Againby Michael DoyleTo see the world through new eyesIt might help me to again realizeThe splendors too often taken for grantedBy those of us whose views are slantedLights like stars seem to aboundAs life loses its … Continue reading

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The Sting of A Yellow Jacket

The Sting of A Yellow Jacketby Michael DoyleNaughty narrative braids togetherA story of coming of age but betterTwo tracks made into one storyNeither of them qualifying for gloryHigh school drama can be brutalityEven without its incessant fatalityAs childhood comes to … Continue reading

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Well-Tempered Clavier Played In Discord

Well-Tempered Clavier Played In Discordby Michael DoyleThe disappointmentWas of an inevitabilityAfter all, to err is humanity’s Greatest capabilityVery few are hard wiredInto our grand designWe don’t stand a prayerIn the face of the divineEven the hand of the creatorIs open … Continue reading

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An Appetite For Destruction

An Appetite For Destructionby Michael DoyleI awoke with a startled coughWondering how it was, I drifted offThe Mad Hatter’s world is no longer pretenseAs I awoke to a world of nonsenseThere were poets denying use of rhymeAs though that were … Continue reading

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Dedicated To A Half Remembered Lorax, Part II

Dedicated To A Half Remembered Lorax, Part IIIby Michael DoyleHowever much some point out their clarityA dreamer remains undeterred by realityEven when it seems everyone is living culpableIt never stops quixotic dreams of the impossibleFloating as it is into the … Continue reading

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We’re Going To Make It

We’re Going To Make Itby Michael DoyleWhatever today’s bit of sorrowKeep holding on for tomorrowNot giving in to the gray skiesUntil you see the bright sunriseThat will greet your dreamsHeld together now taped at the seamsIn a world that even … Continue reading

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