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Where Stars Collide
Where Stars Collideby Michael DoyleSome animals have an affinity.It’s as if they’re part of the family.Love, it’s said, is a true heart’s bond.There’s mutual respect, and there is beyond.There are the many, and there are the few.But those who get … Continue reading
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Tagged Affnity, Beauty, Beyond, Blue Appaloosa, Bond, Books, Cancer, Collide, Connection, Embrace, Essence of Love, Family, Feel, Few, Fiction, Footpriints, Grace, Heart, Horse, Horses, Many, Mutual Respect, My Sitster, Poetry and Poems, Profound and Unbreakable, Rein, Ride, Romance, Sky, Spirit, Stars, Train, True Heart's Bond, Understanding, Unpspeakable, Unshakable, Writing
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What A Time That We Live In
What A Time That We Live Inby Michael DoyleWhat a time that we live in,The most basic things need to be defined again.When a Supreme Court justice can’t define a “woman”Then tell me who it is that can.Everywhere that I … Continue reading
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Tagged Age of Confusion, Basic Things, Common Sense, Compete, Debat, Define, Everywhere, Fiction, Halluncination, He, Illusion, King, Kingdom, Life, Masks In School, Mob Rule, She, Simple Solution, Slammed Door, Supreme Court Justice, Syndrome, The Times We Live In, The Woke, Woman, Words
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Love Steps Out
Love Steps Outby Michael DoyleEvery hour that is passingTurns into its own test.I find my life always changing. I don’t get much rest.It’s a long way to the sun.But I keep on reaching out.It seems my dreams have just begun.I … Continue reading
Thought For the Day: The Ideal Subject of Totalitarian Rule Is Not the Convinced Nazi Or the Dedicated Communist, But People For Whom the Distinction Between Fact and Fiction, True and False, No Longer Exists
“The ideal subject of totalitarian rule is not the convinced Nazi or the dedicated communist, but people for whom the distinction between fact and fiction, true and false, no longer exists.” – Hannah Arendt (We are living in dangerous times … Continue reading
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Tagged Communist, Distnction, Exist, False, Fiction, Hannah Arendt, Ideal Subject, Nazi, Thought For the Day, Totalitarin Rule, True
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The Details on Liberty Street
The Details On Liberty Streetby Michael DoyleMortality beats a heavy drum in perspective.Memories of past conversations are kept respectiveOf all the years that have since come and gone.Only the night herself can say when to move on.The sharing of souls … Continue reading
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Tagged Books, Confession, Conversation, Desecration, Details, Error, Fiction, Horror, Liberty Street, Memory, Morbidity, Mortaility, Movies, Negotiation, Night, Perspective, Poetry and Poems, Reconciliation, Respective, Share, Soul, Truth, Undead, Unsaid, Vampire, vampires, Years
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Well Met In the Night
Well Met In the Nightby Michael DoyleWe meet in the night, hiding in the masqueradePretending, as we do, in our game of charade,That while we pretend to have no hint of fearThere’s security that gains us gathered here. Social wallflowers … Continue reading
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Tagged Borrowed Shoes, Charade, Children, Coal, Dance, Diamond, Eyes, Fear, Fiction, Giants, Gravity, High-Class, Legal Friction, Levity, Love, Masquerade, Night, Poetry and Poems, Prayer, Pretend, Security, Social Wallflowers, Well Met
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No Hiding
No Hidingby Michael DoyleSometimes truth is stranger than fiction,With a whisper of angst, you find it in the friction.It’s the slow burn of ambiguous moral values,Hammered hard as if by some forsaken miscue.I like a friend with some mischief in … Continue reading
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Tagged Abyss, Ambiguous, Angst, Busy, Disguise, Fiction, Friction, Hammer, Lost Love, Mischief, Miscue, Moral Values, No Hiding, Poetry and Poem, Slow Burn, Ttruth, Whisper
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Beneath the Skin
Beneath the Skinby Michael DoyleThere just beneath my skinAs simple as you pleaseIs the real me that beginsWith the will not to appeaseBut to be just who I am insideBehind my appearance, I hideDisguised by the roles I playIs the … Continue reading
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Tagged Appearance, Appease, Beneath, Blues, Disguise, Fiction, Guitar, Heart, Hide, Horror, Inside, Poetry, Poetry and Poems, Real Me, Road, Roles, Short Story, Simple, Skin, Str, Tales, Thousand voices, Writing
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Thought For the Day: If Life’s Lessons Could Be Reduced To Single Sentences, There Would Be No Need For Fiction
“If life’s lessons could be reduced to single sentences, there would be no need for fiction.” -Scott Turow, author and lawyer (b. 12 Apr 1949)
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Tagged Fiction, Lessons, Life, Need, Reduce, Scott Turow, Single Sentences, Thought For the Day
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The Influence of Pulp Fiction
The Influence of Pulp Fictionby Michael DoyleScience fiction without a snarkDidn’t just materialize out of the darkIn 1926, Hugo Gernsback, without a lot of gloryCame to publish the first Amazing StoriesFrom the cover of this first, we might knowThe Hugo … Continue reading →