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The Devils We Wish We Didn’t Know
The Devils We Wish We Didn’t Knowby Michael DoyleThe NCAAWas, and is, the DevilWe knew enough to knowA scam for payNever on the levelIt was for extra coinsNot for any college bowlGraveyard memoriesDedicated to familiesThat gave their allIn the name … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Alive, Broken Bones, Brothers, Champions, Character, Coin, College Bowl, Concussions, Cried, Dead, Dedicated, Devil, Died, Dies, Explanation, Fame, Family, Fifty Yard Line, Football, Fortune, Game, Graveyard, Head, Human Being, Jive, Know, Lies, Loan, Organization, Pay, Played, Poetry and Poems, Rode, Sake, Scam, Spirits, Tears, The NCAA, Ton of Bricks, Tragic, True, Unseen, Wish, Worth, Wounded Voice
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Forbidden Fruit
Forbidden Fruitby Michael DoyleLove of witchcraft presents the evidenceThat the ability to influence is no coincidenceAs they open up evil, door by doorAnd find a craven audience wanting moreThe portal to desires some wish to exploreOpen up to all, beginning … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Amuse, Audience, Beginning, Blame, Charade, Charm, Child's Play, Children, Coincidence, Contract, Craven, Danger, Delicious, Desire, Device, Door, Door By Door, End of Days, Engage, Enslave, Evidence, Evil, Explore, Forbidden Fruit, Freedom, Fright, Game, Grandmaster, Ground Floor, Hidden, Holy Advice, Ignore, Influence, Innocence, Intuit, Knock, Lie, Light, Lost, Masses, Messengers, Multiple Ways, Night, Perceive, Pleasurable, Pleasure, Poetry and Poems, Portal, Question, Run, Scatter, Secret, Shadow, Sudden, Task, Taste, Treasure, Witchcraft, Wonder
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Passing the Ball
Passing the Ballby Michael DoylePassing the ball down the courtMake the basket or adjustThere is only win or not win on that courtMaking it like Muhammed Ali or bustThere are the top-of-the-line schemersTrue shooters and relaying daydreamersLike filthy McNastys claiming … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Adjust, Aerial, Aspiration, B-Ball, Ball, Basket, Best Shot, Bust, Charm, Court, Dare, Daydreamers, Dream, Effort, Fame, Five-Alarm, Float, Game, Goal, GPA, Inspiration, Muhammed Ali, NBA, Not Win, Only Game, Pass, Poetry and Poems, Pulchritudinous, Schemers, Steps, True Shooters, Win, Winning
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The Mothman Cometh
The Mothman Comethby Michael DoyleGraceful yet frighteningI saw him by lightening With two red eyes glaringI couldn’t help staringPleading his wild eyed mysteryA part of West Virginian historyThis mysterious sort of beingThat the moonlight might bringA chilling whisper finds its … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Being, Blame, Breath, Bring, Cornfield, Courage, Danger, Death, Doom, Fear, Feeling Lost, Fog, Frightening, Game, Glare, Graceful, History, Late Night, Moonlight, Mothman, Mysterious, Mystery, Outrun, Poetry and Poems, Prank, Red Eyes, Run, Sight, Span, Spell, Stare, Stranger, Talons, West Virginian, Whisper, Wings
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Bitter Truth Empty
Bitter Truth Emptyby Michael DoyleI come from the tribe of the dead soulSpirits lifted in the game of rock-n-rollThere is living yet to be doneIn the name of the father and the sonAnd yet, in the mirrored reflectionA sprawl spins … Continue reading
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Tagged Banality, Believe, Bitter Truth, Conviction, Creative Force, Dead, Die, Direction, Done, Dribble, Echo, Ego, Empty, Essence, Eviction, Eyes, Father, Game, Gone, History, Human Being, Lay Down, Living, Meaning, Music, Mystry, Name, New Sky, Nothing, Nothing Left To Say, Originality, Pass, Poetry and Poems, Reflection, Remorse, Reverberations, Rock-n-Roll, Shrivel, Simply, Single Shred, Something, Son, Soul, Spirt, STuck, Surprise, Tomorrow, Tribe, Truth, Urban Decay, Vacuum, Watch
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Lies, Shapes, and Cheating AI
Lies, Shapes, and Cheating AIby Michael DoyleWhat an academic year it must truly have beenIt is good to not be professor or have to defendChecking integrity with AI for the use of AITurning the shape of cheating AI is the … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Academic Year, Account, Ai-Generated Systems, Algorithms, Blame, Blunder, Certainty, Chasing Dollars, Chatbots, Cheated, Cheating AI, Churn, Clever, College, College Is For Learning, Correction, Cracks, Defeeated, Defend, Degrees, Difference, Doubt, Earning, Ed-Tech, False Delivery, Game, Grades, Guessing, Human Endeavor, Impossible, Indistinguishable, Integrity, Learn, Learning, Lies, Loss of Revenue, Opt Out, Paper Chase, Poetry and Poems, Positive Identifications, Professionalized, Professor, Proficiency, Rationalized, Reach, Scam, Schools, Shapes, Society, Spellcheck, Stomachs, Struggle, Teach, Teaching, Tectonic Shifts, Turnitin, Twisted
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The Spin of the Win, …Again
The Spin of the Win, ..Againby Michael DoyleOh the spin, the spinThe spin masters spinTurning America’s lossInto some kind of winOh the spin, the spinThe spin masters spinTrying to turn what should be a lossInto a political winMistaking the wrong … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Adulterous Woman, America, American People, Begin, Betrayal, Blur, Brutally, Burr, Clarity, Condoned, Conviction, Crime, Cringe, Game, Game Is on, Ides of March, Invincibility, Legality, Loss, Miss, Pardoned, Poetry and Poems, Political Win, Pretense, Self-Aware, Sense, Shame, Spin, Stoned, Teflon Don, Tenuous Legal Theory, Thought, Trash Talk, Unpredictability, Win
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A Truth Told
A Truth Toldby Michael Doyle Trapped within lies within liesA truth illuminates under artificial skiesAnd the pain makes for the better manIt’s a script a believer can understand Meant, as it is, to make us believeThough written so carefully as … Continue reading
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Tagged Alive, Anguish, Answer, Artificial Skies, Beginning, Believe, Better Man, Breaking My Heart, Broken Life, Cancer, Clever, Complexity, Construct, Construction, Deceive, Dexterity, Eggs, Faith, Fools, Forgiving, Found, Frames Per Second, Game, Illusory, Imporbable, Lies, Living, Mass Destruction, Meant, Pain, Poetry and Poems, Real, Reflection, Reveals, Revolt, Rules, Script, Self-Destruct, Start, Trapped, Truth, Truth Told, Understand, Vault, Win
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On the Tipping Point of Stupid
On the Tipping Point of Stupidby Michael DoyleOf all the thoughts on thought contributedThere it is on the tipping point of stupidThe calling of names that should bring shameYet, there it is in politics as if a gameSpeaking of trickle … Continue reading
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Tagged Against the Grain, Alinsky, Better, Dialogue, Election Points, Game, Media, Milieu, Names, Poetry and Poems, Politics, Reason, Rhetoric, Role, Season, Shame, Smart, Stategy, Stupid, Talking Heads, Talking Reason, The People, Think, Thought, Tipping Point, Together, Tragedy, Trickle Down Idoicy
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Forge of Identity
Forge of Identityby Michael DoyleAlexander’s naked tears were weptFor the one secret that could not be keptThat there was an unconquered infinityOf worlds to be experienced on his journeyThat would never be his in infinite refrainNone of which could know … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Advice, Alexander, All that's Left, Angle, Confusion, Control, Cradle, Darkness, Desperate Desire, Devil, Dream, Fatality, Flowing Stream, Forge, Game, Identity, Immortality, Jewelry Box, Journey, Kept, Late, Layer, Left Behind, Lines of Code, Madness, Memories, Mind, Mystic Door, Poetry and Poems, Price, Refain, Remnant, Secret, Self-Knowledge, Shame, Shards, Snare, Stain, Tears, Tools, Trap of Illusions, Unconquered Infinity, Wept, World Is Illusion, Worlds
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