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Beauty’s Brutality

Beauty’s Brutalityby Michael DoyleIn the deeps of Finland’s heartThe land lies in its darknessBathed in the Northern LightFrom where whispers of hope startAgainst the chilling harshnessBelow winter’s frosted nightSummer has been quick and fleetingTo thrive here takes endurance and courageWorn … Continue reading

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On Being Indigenous In the 21st Century

On Being Indigenous In the 21st Centuryby Michael DoyleIn this world of the modern ageWhen most wish to appear a wise sageIt is pithy to posture and sayIn that pseudo-intellectual wayThat the indigenous follow Mother Nature’s wayThough if you were … Continue reading

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WordPress #Daily Prompt – Grit

Monochrome – The Grit & Shame of Chaos Ordered

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