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Merle Oberon

Merle Oberonby Michael DoyleIt doesn’t matter what screen she’s onHere’s to the legendary Merle OberonIn 1935, she set eyes and minds reelingPlaying the heroine with thought and feelingSouth Asian, yet with Javanese eyesHer ascent had come with some surpriseAs Goldwyn … Continue reading

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As Every Child Knows

As Every Child Knowsby Michael DoyleThere is a lot that isn’t knownAnd still yet, the legend has grownWas he real, or was he notOr maybe, as with many, much has been forgotSt. Nicholas of Myra is one of the fewSt. … Continue reading

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The Legend of the Sword

The Legend of the Swordby Michael DoyleIn the centuries that came beforeMyth and legend became the ways of loreMan and mage coexisted in peaceUntil Mordred’s darkness slipped its leashA sorcerer turned to his dark ambitionAgainst mankind in a betrayal of … Continue reading

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Thoughts On Dorian Gray

Thoughts On Dorian Grayby Michael DoyleTextured as it is in prescienceAre those things outside of scienceAmong these is the legend of Dorian GrayOf which there is much yet to sayImages that stick through flesh like a knifeSliced cleanly through the … Continue reading

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Reflections In Darkest Times

Who should we turn to in these times if not God? Reflections In Darkest Times by Michael Doyle In these days of riotous insurrection I find myself quietly in my reflection Spending moments silently alone Needing love to be as … Continue reading

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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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Texas 1836

I have always found American history fascinating in all of our legends and tales, tall or not. https://flic.kr/p/rcGaxj Texas 1836 by Michael Doyle Texas, Eighteen Hundred Thirty Six Thousands of Americans invited in Finding their place in desert sand and … Continue reading

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Birth of Merlin

Which was your favorite?  King Arthur? Or, Merlin? Birth of Merlin by Michael Doyle In 480 AD, in Britain’s Dark Ages Arthur, Camelot and Merlin rode into its pages Shrouded in the fog of great mystery It’s half lost from … Continue reading

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With the Turning of the Screw

Legend is replete of those who live and die by the sword, all in the name of honor and glory.  It is a noble story. With the Turning of the Screw by Michael Doyle Bitterness born of grief The warrior … Continue reading

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The Turbulence Begins

American history continues: The Turbulence Begins by Michael Doyle As the post-war alliance fell apart, the United Nations started The start of Cold War began and sustained as peace departed Confrontations began and nuclear weapons were on both sides’ hands … Continue reading

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