Tag Archives: Legendary

Installation

Installationby Michael DoyleIn this race of recurrenceMay we run it with enduranceThe baton passes in every generationThere is a strategy in this venerationLaying hands to pass authorityThis is the way of the legendaryTime passes in legs of this raceMaking changes … Continue reading

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Room Read

Room Readby Michael DoyleIt’s hard to make a room readEspecially when I’m the hero no one needsBut there’s something to be saidFor all the nonsense that we’re fedNobody is that special anymoreI wonder if we ever were even beforeNo one … Continue reading

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Land Hold

Land Holdby Michael DoyleThe land holds its historyThe heart has its mysteryHeld generations in a familyIt’s the passing of love steadilyFrom generation to generationThe way of society’s inclinationAs we simply pass it onResisting that it ever be tornBut kept instead … Continue reading

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Lessons From Tristan and Isolde

Lessons From Tristan and Isoldeby Michael DoyleLove has been the subject of great mysteryThroughout all of mankind’s fabled historySometimes life’s lessons have become legendaryFrom Shakespeare to the Athenian tragedyIt’s true what a thing it is, this fine messThat mortals confess … Continue reading

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On This Path of Redemption

On This Path of Redemptionby Michael DoyleThe struggles we liveFill us with doubtWhatever life may giveTo the point we want outFaith works through us allHowever the winds might be contraryIt’s the high pressure we must recallHowever the opposition seems legendaryThe … Continue reading

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Come To the End

Come To the Endby Michael DoyleYou want me to take you seriouslyAs you glare at me furiouslyWith your arms around the guyI caught you with before my replyYou flame me by way of “fuck you” balloonAs I advert my eyes … Continue reading

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Skandalon

Skandalonby Michael DoyleI won’t take the baitOf living this fateFalling for the offenseOf people speaking through pretenseTriggered into living this trapThinking and feeling the rapHit after hit comes my wayI see it happening day after dayThe pains that are feltIn … Continue reading

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Kept In A Hillside Perspective

Kept In A Hillside Perspectiveby Michael DoyleI’ve heard a lot of jokesAbout being close to inbredIt’s the kind of a thingThat rolls around in my headOver and over againPlaying a memory’s allusionAgainst something, I can’t defendAs I have been searching … Continue reading

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The Tales Told

The Tales Toldby Michael DoyleThe seventh son of the seventh sonKnows he has no choice but to be the oneWho in accord with ancient prophecyMust rise above to embrace his legacyThe tales told are things quite legendaryPressing him to greatness … Continue reading

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Ohio River Driven

Poem based on Part I of a scenic drive taken along the Indiana towns along the Ohio River.  Part II will be today, probably. 🙂 Ohio River Driven by Michael Doyle Two hour drive to catch a bit of history … Continue reading

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