Flickr Photos
Tag Archives: Fear
Where Are the Children?
Where Are the Children?by Michael DoyleMinnesota’s finances are a web of revelation.It seems Somali fraud has found its location.Layers of ever-expanding fraudSorted into questions asked amidst discovered odds.Antifa and others act to spread the fear.Yet, why are there no children … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Accountability, Antifa, Blue States, Books, Chance, Children, Choice, Cooking, Daycare, Fear, Finance, Fraud, Germane Truth, Governor Walz, Miinnesota, Moral Vocabulary, Nick Shirley, Patient Transportation, Poetry and Poems, President Trump, Revelation, Somali, Welfare, Whistleblowers
Leave a comment
Thought For the Day: Peace Requires Something Far More Difficult Than Revenge Or Merely Turning the Other Cheek; It Requires Empathizing With the Fears and Unmet Needs That Provide the Impetus
“Peace requires something far more difficult than revenge or merely turning the other cheek; it requires empathizing with the fears and unmet needs that provide the impetus for people to attack each other. Being aware of these feelings and needs, … Continue reading
A Short Story of Jesus, Part 1
A Short Story of Jesus, Part 1by Michael DoyleA moment taken to learn to seeBeyond the pages kept so orderly.It might teach to see with a child’s eyes,And in the doing, become all the more wise.Consequential behavior can upstage,But it … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Angels, Bethlehem, Bible, Carpenter, Census, Child's Eyes, Christianity, Christmas, Consequence, Divinity, Egypt, Fear, Forgiveness, Gifts, Glory, Go, God, Heart, Hell, Herod, Holy Family, Humility, Jesus, Joseph and Mary, King, King of Kings, Learn to See, Lesson, Light, Love, Manger, Nazareth, Poetry and Poems, Short Story, Sight, Temple, This World, Wise
Leave a comment
Madami II
Madami IIby Michael DoyleThere is a creeping conspiracy of making up liesTo make society’s driving forces into bad guys. Most of the rich in America worked to get there.To believe otherwise is a sad game of stoking fear.The Havana Model … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Abortion, America, Arrogance, Babies, Bad Guys, Believe, Chameleon, City, Communism, Confusion, Country, Creeping Conspiracy, Criminals, Defund and Dismantle, Driving Force, Empty, Enemies, Entrepreneurial Class, False Promises, Fear, Fools, Free Condoms, Fund, Globalizing the Intifada, Good, Groceries, Gun, Havana Model, Hear, History, Illegal Immigration, Madami, Made Up Lies, Madman, Marxism, Middle Class, Nation, Observer, Pass, Path, Philosophy, Pity, Poetry and Poems, Police Departments, Politics, Posture, Protection, Red Rage, Rich, Roaches, Sex Change Operations, Sex Work, Shadows, Sheer Ignorance, Snake, Social Services, Society, Stake, Stoking Fear, Surge, The Socialists, Venezuela, Wise Governance, Work, Workers
Leave a comment
A Reverence For Hurts Felt
A Reverence For Hurts Feltby Michael DoyleIt’s never easy on the children. Is it?Perfection is not really a standard. Is it?There is so much to be worked out,Between the fears, the tears, and the doubts.It’s too bad about the power … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Appreciation, Children, Daughter, Difference, Done, Doubt, Earnest, Failure, Faith, Family, Father, Fear, Felt, Forgiving, Hurt, Jesus, Life, Lord, Love, Measure, Omission, Perfection, Poetry and Poems, Power of Animosity, Pray, Rage, Reverence, Son, Starndard, Tears, Thanksgiving, Treasure, Understood, Worked Out, Writing, Wrongs
Leave a comment
Her Song
Her Songby Michael DoyleA voice came to me from beyond my screen.A brown-eyed beauty who loved what she had seen,She smiled at me with growing anticipation Suggesting with a smile that we write about creation. I couldn’t help but wonder … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Anticipatioin, Beautiful Face, Beyond, Brown-Eyed Beauty, Comforrtable, Creation, Dannger, Emotion, Fear, Glad, Grace, heartbeat, Her Song, Kiss, Knew, Know, Life, Love, Miss, Note, Personal Ocean, Poeetry, Poetry and Poems, Riff, Screen, Smle, Stranger, Suggestion, Vibe, Voce, Wonder
Leave a comment
It Feasts On Fear II
It Feasts On Fear IIby Michael DoyleII.From beyond the grave, Matty spokeAbout pickle jars and things that broke.It certainly sounded as if impossible,But maybe it was just improbable.It’s hard to believe that some things are true,But we’re bound to believe, … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Believe, Chain, Fear, Feat, Grave, Horror, Impposible, Improbable, It, Night, Poetry and Poems, Right, Saity, True, Unfinished Business, Victorry's Crown, Wrong
Leave a comment
It Feasts On Fear
It Feasts On Fearby Michael DoyleI.Watch for signs of corruption in the morning,In all the troubles that come without warning.American Sign Language signals the meaningOf all the challenges for us human beings.Small towns brush life with their mercy,Sipping whiskey from … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged American Sign Language, Anxiety, Challenges, Drry, Evil, Fear, Feast, Hennessy, Human Bengs, It, Kid, Life, Meaning, Mercy, Narrowly, Night, Poetry and Poems, Pout, Signal, Small Town, Solitude, Trouble, Vice, Warning, Whiskey, Writing
Leave a comment
Lessons In Ballet
Lessons In Balletby Michael DoyleNo one dares wake Suzy from her sleep.Her dreams of ballet run very deep.With the slippers on her young feet,The Devil’s own she’s gone to meet.Ruby red paints the airport’s walls,As she answers dance’s sacred call.Rushing … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Absuridty, Aiport, Ballet, Cost, Dance, Dancing Academy, Dead, Devil's Own, Dream, Fear, Feet, Flood Waters, Forest, Innocence, Lessons, Lost, Mytery, Nightmare, Poetry and Poems, Possessed Motion, Question, Rain, Red, Sacred Call, Shadow, Shisper, Sleep, Sliippers, Stormy Night, Suzy, Truth, Walls, Witch, Womb
Leave a comment
ALOHA PROMISES FOREVER 