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Tag Archives: Horror
Thought For the Day: Where There Is No Imagination There Is No Horror
“Where there is no imagination there is no horror.” – Arthur Conan Doyle
Posted in Thought For the Day
Tagged Arthur Conan Doyle, Horror, Imagination, Thought For the Day, Where
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It Hardly Counted
It Hardly Counted by Michael DoyleIn all my time in the dreadful warI felt certain of something moreA lot of horrible things occurredLooking back they’ve all blurredThese horrors handled with graceAre the worst, most of us faceTo know that man’s … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Amount, Blur, Certain, Conflict, Cost, Count, Desipte, Die, Effort, Empty Hero, Endure, Eyes, Face, Feeling, Friends, Grace, Hell, Horror, Hurt Full, In the End, Inflict, Less Than Zero, Lifetime, Man's Inhumanity To Man, Memory, Mirror, More, Needed, Occur, Others, Poetry and Poems, Recognize, Rhyme, Shell, Time, Trouble, Truth, War, Why
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Lost Plot
Lost Plotby Michael DoyleEverywhere I look, it seems forgotIs it just me, or have we lost the plotI feel it in the murderous laughterThe distant thunder is lost but chases afterSociety’s fracturing psyche is in traumaAs wordlessly we watch all … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Alive, Architecture, Around, Atonal, Audience, Bursting Seams, Children, Cohesive Whole, Consideration, Cry, Debussy, Declarative, Drama, Dreams, Dreamscape Logic, Embrace, Ethereal, Everywhere, Fail, Fantasy, Forgot, Found, Freud, Future, Hallucination, Harmony, Hold Onto, Hope, Horror, Humanity, Impression, Laughter, Look, Look Around, Lost, Melody, Murderous, Narrative, Neglect, Nose Dive, Passing Days, Play, Plot, Poetry and Poems, Psyche, Quietly Spoken, Retrospect, Rhapsody, Share, Society, Soul, Structure, Summation, Surface, Surrealism, Swim, The Present, Thunder, Trauma, True, Vision, Watch, Weird, Wordless
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Mountain of Consequence
Mountain of Consequenceby Michael DoyleThere are legends of lost treasureThat goes deep and beyond known measureThe locks that must be brokenAs the stories are told, quietly spokenMankind’s greed leads to deathAn old man mumbles under breathWhile the bringer of life … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Age Old Story, Ansswer, Arrogance, Awe, Beg, Beyond, Bleed, Breath, Bringer of Lifee, Broken, Bury, Calculated Science, Call, Castle, Consequence, Control, Cres, Darkness, Date, Day, Death, Death and Misery, Deep, Dies, Disenchanted, Echo, Embrace, Everything and Everyone, Face to Face, Fairytales, Fate, Forgive, Fractured Soul, Fragile, Free, Frozen Prayer, Greed, Harshness, Heart, Heartbreak, Heresy, Horror, Intolerance, Know, Left, Legends, Length, Live, Lock, Lost Treasure, Love, Mankind, Measure, Meet, Mercy, Mountain, Mumble, Need, New Strength, Old man, Pines, Poet, Poetry and Poems, Pretend, Promise, Search, See, Seeking Glory, Snow, Sorrows, Spoken, Street, Survive, Tears, The End, Tomorrow, Tortured Souls, Trace, True Secret, Universe, Unknown God, Valley of Sorrow, Verse, Wish
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Sins of My Father Remembered
Sins of My Father Rememberedby Michael DoyleShadowed in doubtTrapped within rootsOn a planet ringed by orbitalsSeeking, search for any way outLooking for any solution that contributesToward escaping the controlsIn the Hotel NevermoreIs a bottle of tearsFor all the lost waysWatch … Continue reading
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Tagged Ambitions, Atone, Bad, Binary Code, Bottle, Carry, Cashed In, Clickbait, Confide, Core, Days, Debts, Doubt, Dreams, Drop, Emptiness, Empty Years, Escape, Father, Feet, Fit, Good, Gorgonized, Ground, Honor, Horror, Hotel, Hours, Hypnotized, Knowledge, Living, Lost Ways, Moments, My Father's Shoes, Nevermore, Night, Nightmares, Planet, Poetry and Poems, Pours, Promises Made, Purest Love, Remember, Roots, Sarcasm, Screams, Search, Seldom Shared, Shadow, Shot Glass, Sins, Sins of My Father, Snares, Society, Solution, Soul, Stone, Suppressed, Tears, Thoughts, Trapped, Views, Whiskey, Wit
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Winchester I. The Arrival
There is a famous house in California built the widow of the same Winchester who invented the famous rifle of the same name. Winchester I. The Arrival by Michael Doyle The bell tolls in the dark of night While the … Continue reading
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Tagged Always, Arrival, Awakes, Bell, Blood, Blow, Build, California, Cause, Chaos, Cheer, Confusion, Control, Creak and Groan, Cycles, Dark of Night, Death, Desperation, Doctor, Doubt, Drapes, Drip, Endless, Endless Rooms, Escape, Expansion, Falls Into Place, Fear, Fire, Fools, Gloom, Grief, Haunted, Hope, Horror, House, Hundred Rooms, Husband, Illusion, Journey, Last Breath, Life, Man, Mansion, Medium, Mind, Mirror, Mother, Move Past, Nearer, Need, Pain, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Pointless, Reaches Out, Recall, Reclusive, Regain, Relief, Repeating, Respect, Reveal, Rifle, Rules, Self-Inflicted, Shadow, Son, Soul, Spiritualist, Stagger, Stairs, Suffer, Survey, Take Back Control, Tempest, Time, Tire, Tolls, Too Great A Price, Wall, Whisper, Widow, Winchester, Wind, Window, Wish, Wounded Heart
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