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Doomscrolling the Past Time Lore
Doomscrolling the Past Time Loreby Michael DoyleIt’s a twisted blade to the knife That makes a struggle for our lifeInto a battle to hold off deathUntil the very last draw of breathSo much deception when truth becomes liesWhile we look … Continue reading
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Tagged Accept, Battle, Belief, Bite, Breath, Cost, Cure, Death, Death by Death, Deception, Dignity, Doomscrolling, Drag, Dreams, Endure, Eyes, Faint-Hearted, Families of Choice, Government Laboratory, Halloween, Holding On, Hope, Humanity, Isolated, Knife, Legends Bred, Lies, Life, Lived Through, Lost, Love, Mude, New Mythology, Past Time Lore, Poetry and Poems, Prayers, Relief, Scratch, Struggle, Survivors, Tears, Thirst For Blood, Tribe, Truth, Unproven Authority, Walls of Defense, Whispered Story, Zombie Virius
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First Principles: Go Confidently In the Direction of Your Dreams. Live the Life You Have Imagined
“Go confidently in the direction of your dreams. Live the life you have imagined.” – Henry David Thoreau
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Tagged Confident, Direction, Dreams, First Princioples, Henry David Thoreau, Imagine, Life, Live
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Children Jumping Shadows
Children Jumping Shadowsby Michael DoyleI listened to a whisper barely heardAbout separating myself from the herdIt wasn’t the desire to stand outAs much as it was living in worldly doubtI look around me, unable to truly seeWhat difference each can … Continue reading
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Tagged Ashes, Begged Question, Better, Cast Out by Life, Children, Continent's Strife, Darkened Night, Desire, Difference, Dreams, Fallen, Fast Forward, Felt, Few, Glacial Melt, Gurus, Handful of Pixels, Heard, Herd, Hope, Hunger, Hungry Children, Jump, Myelf, Oceans, Poetry and Poems, Reach, See, Separate, Separately, Shadows, Shallows, Sorrow, Stand Out, Struggle, Sunlight, Together, Tomorrow, Unknown, Whisper, Worldly Doubt, Worn-Out Shoes, Yesterday
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Thought For the Day: We All Have Our Time Machines. Some Take Us Back, They’re Called Memories. Some Take Us Forward, They’re Called Dreams
“We all have our time machines. Some take us back, they’re called memories. Some take us forward, they’re called dreams.” – H.G. Wells, in The Time Machine
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Tagged Back, Dreams, Forward, H.G. Wells, Memories, The Time Machine, Thought For the Day, Time Machines
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In the Heat of August
In the Heat of Augustby Michael DoyleRising temperatures affect the moodWith noisy insects seeming to intrudeSome live to complain line after lineBut I think instead, I’ll make August mineEven a poet or two finds it a povertyThat they cannot enjoy … Continue reading
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Tagged Affect, August, Autumn, Blue Moon, Children, Complain, Dreams, Dusk, Embrace, Evening Woods, Explore, Favorite, Feast, Fields of Flowers, Fireflies, Forget, Fruit, Heat, Helen Hunt Jackson, Hours, Intrude, Line After Line, Magic, Mine, Mood, Moon Beams, Nature, Noisy Insects, Poet, Poetry and Poems, Pools, Poverty, Regret, Ripe, Rising Temperatures, Soul, Summer's Last Stand, Sunny Days, Swim, Swimming Holes, Tapestry, Think, Understand, Violets
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Lost Plot
Lost Plotby Michael DoyleEverywhere I look, it seems forgotIs it just me, or have we lost the plotI feel it in the murderous laughterThe distant thunder is lost but chases afterSociety’s fracturing psyche is in traumaAs wordlessly we watch all … Continue reading
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Tagged Alive, Architecture, Around, Atonal, Audience, Bursting Seams, Children, Cohesive Whole, Consideration, Cry, Debussy, Declarative, Drama, Dreams, Dreamscape Logic, Embrace, Ethereal, Everywhere, Fail, Fantasy, Forgot, Found, Freud, Future, Hallucination, Harmony, Hold Onto, Hope, Horror, Humanity, Impression, Laughter, Look, Look Around, Lost, Melody, Murderous, Narrative, Neglect, Nose Dive, Passing Days, Play, Plot, Poetry and Poems, Psyche, Quietly Spoken, Retrospect, Rhapsody, Share, Society, Soul, Structure, Summation, Surface, Surrealism, Swim, The Present, Thunder, Trauma, True, Vision, Watch, Weird, Wordless
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Reality Bytes On An Earlier Hillbilly Sandwich
Reality Bytes On An Earlier Hillbilly Sandwichby Michael DoyleCounterculture shined through the city’s veilGiving a glimpse of Eden through the fires of HellHarsh in its repressive bits of curdled adviceDreamers managed to paint their fleeting paradiseThe torches of an artistic … Continue reading
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Tagged Advice, Apocalyptic Noise, Bliss, Bytes, Chocolate Cherry Coffee, City, Clever, Counterculture, Dark Star, Different, Distraction, Door, Dreamers, Dreams, Eden, Ending, Falling In Love, Fear and Greed, Fires of Hell, Focus, Forever, Future, Glimpse, Happiness, Harsh, Hillbilly, Irreverent, Know, Knowing All, Lack, Life, Miss, Narcissistic Ego, Nurture, Pages, Paradise, Poetry and Poems, Presumptions, Read, Reality, Reborn, Sacred Cow, See, Serenity, Strife, The Enlightened, Torches, Veil, Vision, Waking, Words
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Home Is Felt
Home Is Feltby Michael DoyleBanging on the walls of our spacesChecking the layout of our placesPopping the bottle of our cheerWe’ll find our way to make our thereThe there of our shared creature comfortLearning how we’ll fit and comportSpinning around … Continue reading
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Tagged Added Splashes, Blend, Bottle, Cheer, Clouds, Coming Together, Creature Comfort, Days Ahead, Done and Said, Dreams, Embraces, Explain, Felt, Filling Our Dreams, Fit, Fit and Comport, Flash, Forever, Forward, Grow, Heads, Home, Home Is Felt, Know, Layout, Life, Light, Live the Love, Memories, One Step At A Time, Peace, Place, Poetry and Poems, Pop, Precision, Proud, Real Life's Paces, Refine Our Graces, Shine On, Sigh, Simple Words, Spaces, Spinning Around, Sublime, Suddenly, There, Thinking Of, Together, Traces, True Love, Vision, Walls, Woman's Touch
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The Power In No
The Power In Noby Michael DoyleIn my life, I’ve been a sonHeld by a mother as second to noneTo my sister, I have been a brotherLoved by her like no otherI’ve been a doting sort of fatherOf my two beautiful, … Continue reading
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Tagged Alone, Available, Believe, Bitter Fate, Brother, Call, Capability, Daughters, Deserve, Diligent, Do, Doting, Dreams, Dreams and Hopes, Empowerment, Father, Feelings, Find Themselves, Full Capacity, Getting Less, Greatest Power, Happiness, Healing, Home, Inconvenient Truths, Late, Life, Live Up, Love, Love Given, Medical Care, Mirrors, Mother, Neglect, No, Observe, Phone, Poetry and Poems, Power, Pretense, Rocks, Rope, Self-Respect, Shade, Single Sentence, Sister, Son, Wait, Weight, Women
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Profit and Schemes
Profit and Schemesby Michael DoyleIt’s hard to tell the differenceBetween the pursuit of profit and schemesThe wise pirate holds great reverenceFor the pirate captain’s dreamsLandlubbers hold their stockIn the mild talk of stabilityBut an adventurer holds to the talkOf betting … Continue reading
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Tagged Ability, Adventurer, All Business, Bet, Black, Captain, Coming Back, Deals, Difference, Dreams, Fall, Greed, Holding Fast, Hope, Ideal, Knot, Landlubbers, Life, Misunderstood, Money, Pirate's Life, Pirate's Pride, Poetry and Poems, Profit and Schemes, Promise, Pursuit, Reality, Recall, Revereence, Shade, Sincerity, Speed, Stability, Stock, Strength, Stumble, Talk, Tell, The Crew, Wagered Bet, Wise Pirate
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