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Thought of the Day: The Road Goes Ever On and On
“The Road goes ever on and onDown from the door where it began,Now far ahead the Road has goneAnd I must follow, if I can. “ – J.R.R. Tolkien
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Tagged Began, Can, Door, Down, Far Ahead, Follow, Goes On, Gone, J.R.R. Tolkien, The Road, Thought For the Day
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Shorebreak Blues
Shorebreak Bluesby Michael DoyleOut there on my hideaway, ride the bayI spend my moments in my casual wayHere to surf not to observe or talkI watch the waves crash on Jackpot RockI feel Autumn come creeping in Dreaming in my … Continue reading
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Tagged Autumn, Bay, Big Waves, Blues, Casual, Clouds, Crash, Creep In, Doubt, Dreams, Drizzle, Early Morning, Easy Enough, Everyday, Experience, Fake, Feeling, Gone, Hideaway, Island Girl, Jackpot Rock, Love, Make My Way, Moments, Observe, Oceant, Old Timers, Paddle, Paddle Out Again, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Preference, Reverence, Ride, Roll In, Shape, Shorebreak, Sizzle, Slipping On, Souls, Stay, Sun, Surf, Swimming With Iguanas, Take, Talk, Talk Story, Tides, Time Spent, Waiemea, Waves, Waves Meet Shore
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On Finding You Finding You
On Finding You Finding Youby Michael DoyleWithout a snort and very little poutYou said it all when you walked outI’ll say that I admire your integrityAs you work your own path and identityWho is to say what forges a personalityOnly … Continue reading
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Tagged Admire, Authentic, Breeze, Bridge, Carry, Conversation, Deceptions, Dreams, Drive, Eventually, Everywhere, Fantasy, Fears, Feeling, Finding You, Fixed Destination, Forge, Gone, Identity, In the End, Integrity, Intimacy, Knee Deep, Lakeside, Little Girls, Make-Up, Mystic, Outright, Perceptions, Personality, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Pout, Reveal, Run, Said It All, Snort, Society, Star Gaze, Sunday, Time and God, Today, Tom Boy, Tomorrow, Trust, Walked Out, Weeds, Whisper, Wind, Work Your Own, You
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Arcade Mania
Arcade Maniaby Michael DoyleRemembering back to the 80s whenI couldn’t wait to put another quarter inA video star in the dark arcadeWas a revolution ready madeMy spaces were invaded rows at a timeWhen I wasn’t watching ectoplasmic slimeAtari-ized as we … Continue reading
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Tagged 1980s, Again and Again, Ages, Appeal, Arcade, Atari, Bangles, Boom, Bounce, Bundle, Bust, Concept, Continuoous, Crown, Cuteness, Dark, Depths, Design, Doubt, Electronic, Etoplasmic, Evolution, Flow, Forgot, Game, Glitz, Glow, Gone, Good Times, HIgh Scores, Hungry, Ignore, Impossible, Invade, Kings, Leverage, Magic, Mania, Moved On, Neglect, New Tricks, PacMan, Patterns, People, Photograph, Pizza, Play, Poem, Poetry, Quarter, Ready Made, Recall, Refine, Relic, Remember, Revelation, Revere, Reverse Engineering, Revolution, Rows, Saucy, Shot, Sketch, Slice, Slime, Society, Space, Speculate, Starcade, Strategy, Technology, Theories, Tilt, Trust, Urge, Video Star, Visualize, Wait, Walls, Women, World Changing
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Slow Like A Mule
Blues and fusion offers it’s own kick of long solos filled with hot licks. But in all of this, there is that groove and it punches slow like a mule. No one threw those punches better than Betty Davis. Slow … Continue reading
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Tagged Betty Davis, Blues, Boogie, Born, Celebration, Choice, Critics, Deep, Difference, Disappear, Disenchant, Enigma, Falling Light, Fear, Full Truth, Funk Queen, Fusion, Genteel, Get It On, Gift, Gone, Heart, Heavy, Inclusive, Keep, Keeping It Real, Legend, Liberation, Life, Long Legged, Loose Goose, Mojo, Mule, Music, Mystery, Night, Note, Offer, Photograph, Place, Poem, Poetry, Polish, Queen, Raven, Raw, Reclusive, Reign, Reverence, Ring, Road, Show, Sirens, Slap Down, Slow, Soul Sacrifice, Space, Starlight, Steamy Night, Told, Tome, Tree, Walk, Watch, Whiskey Courage
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This Haunting Song
Some say this time we live in is too familiar to the Spanish Influenza back in 1918. So far, the numbers don’t even remotely echo that horrific event. Still… This Haunting Song by Michael Doyle This epidemic is a … Continue reading
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Tagged 1918, Calm, Carry On, Congruity, Contagion, Cure, Days, Dread, Emergency, Endure, Epidemic, Escape, Gamble, Give, Goldmine, Gone, Half Forgotten, Haunting, Heartbreak, Home, Hum, Kiss, Life, Life Boats, Litter, Live, Lives, Misstep, Mistakes, Nod, Photographs, Poems, Poetry, Right, Scapegoats, Sinking Ship, Song, Spanish Influenza, Stakes, Stress, Timeless, Ugency, Uptight, Whiskey
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