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Flip Flops and Cold Drinks
Flip Flops and Cold Drinksby Michael DoyleFlip flops and cold drinksCan only be borne of summer daysThis season makes you thinkOf stolen pleasures in so many waysMy favorite flavor, cherry redWas kissable from her lipsSo went the thoughts in my … Continue reading →
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Tagged Baseball, Borne, Cherry Red, Cold Brunch, Cold Drinks, Dock, Eyes, Fantatsy, Favorite Flavor, Flip Flops, Hands, Happen, Head, Hips, honeyed necatar, Keeps, Kiss, Kissable, Linger, Lips, Love, Magic, Metaphor, Microcosm, Mind, Miss, Mystery, Optimism, Personal History, Poetry and Poems, Season, Smile, Stay, Stolen Pleasures, Summer Days, Summer Girl, Summer Heat, Summer Months, Think, Thoughts, Time Thief, Today, Trace, Ways, Wise
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Thoughts On “It’s A Wonderful Life”
Thoughts On “It’s A Wonderful Life”by Michael Doyle”It’s A Wonderful Life” is a different warMy kind of film and at times a lot moreThe critics can snark their hatred of platitudeOr maybe learn a thing or two about gratitudeThere is … Continue reading →
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Tagged America, American, American Value, Angst, Beautiful, Big City Dreams, Capra, Christmas, Common Man, Common Sense, Critics, Crummy Little Town, Cultural Monument, Depression, Different War, Dignity, Disappear, Easy Answers, Extraordinary, Faded, Fear of Failure, Forged, Good, Good Cheer, Good Hearts, Goodness, Gratitude, Guttural Fear, Hard, Hatred, Hidden Parts, Homage, Initimate, It's A Wonderful Life, Jaded, Learn A Thing Or Two, Loneliness, Magic, Metaphor, Moral Certainty, More, Nook, Norman Rockwell, Not Mistaken, Old Hollywood, Ordinary, People, Platitude, Poetry and Poems, Prevail, Sentiment, Sentimentality, Side of Angels, Small Town Reality, Snark, Taking Responsibility, Tale, Thoughts, Toughing It Out, Tradition, Unshaken, Very Best, Work-A-Day
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Kaleidoscope
Kaleidoscopeby Michael DoyleIndia offers her vast diversitySimply put, a wealth of complexityFilled with peace within her kaleidoscopeAs harmonious coexistence offers hopeSlumdog lords are opulent in a historyOf a people struggling with povertyPluralistic in a free market democracyAs a metaphor lived … Continue reading →
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Tagged Age, Alignment, Aryan, Attachment, Belief, Bonfires, Brother, Built, Celebration, Charity, Choose, Colors, Complexity, Conduct, Creation, Cycle, Dance, Deep, Democracy, Devotion, Diversity, Emotion, Equal Weight, Festival, Fires, Forest, Free Market, Gaya, Give Peace A Chance, Greater, Grief, Harmony, Hate, Heart, Heritage, History, Holi, Holy, Hope, Impurity, India, Inspires, Kaleidoscope, Langauge, Learning, Lords, Love, Love of Mankind, Mankind, Metaphor, Multiethnicity, Nation, Neglect, Never Reaching End, Noble Truth, Peace, People, Picked Clean, Poerty, Poetry and Poems, Powder, Reborn, Reciprocity, Recognition, Reject, Release, Renew, Respect, Right Knowledge, Shiva, Siddartha, Sight, Silence, Sister, Slumdog, Soul, Sparks, Spiritual Integrity, Strong, Surrender, The World, Tolerance, Towers, Tradition, True Friend, Turning, Understanding, Vast, Wealth, Wish, Youth
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I, Noelle
I, Noelleby Michael DoyleGrowing up there was nothing as pleasantAs waiting on Christmas Eve for presentsHe was like a lamb to metaphorical slaughterAs I snuck up on my Santa Claus fatherAs his daughter, there was much prideExcept for the part … Continue reading →
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Tagged Big Year, Cheer, Children, Chimney, Choice, Christmas Day, Christmas Eve, Complete Perfection, Dasher, Daugther, Destiny, Detail, Doing Well, Father, Feeling, Getaway, God, Growing Up, Hope, Lamb, Look, Magic, Me, Merry Gentlemen, Metaphor, Morning Light, New Direction, Noelle, Phoenix, Photograph, Pleasat, Poetry and Poems, Presents, Pride, Promise, Pushed Aside, Rest, Santa Claus, Shining, Silent Night, Sled, Snowy Night, Snuck Up, Spinning, Tale, Tragic, We, Without Presents, Words
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To Find Peace
So many movies and books predict nothing but darkness and gloom in our future. Maybe that’s easy enough to understand with the fact that we so often seek force rather than reason to overcome past and present hurts. But, maybe … Continue reading →
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Tagged Annihilation, Better, Beyond, Books, Bring, Dark, Darkness, Death, Desolation, Devastation, Down, Find, Find Our Way, Force, Forgiveness, Future, Gloom, Healing, Hope, Imagery, Key, Loss, Metaphor, Minds, Morning's First Light, Movies, Nakedness, Nation, Nations, New Day, Night, Once We Do, Only, Our, Overcome, Path, Peace, Photograph, Pithy Words, Poem, Poetry, Prayers, Prevent, Quicker, Reason, Reconciliation, Regrets, Release, Rolls Out, Ruin, Said, Selves, Set, Shelf, Sting, Stretch, Suffer, Toppled, Understand, Undoing, Victory, War, We, Whittled, World
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On Understanding Children’s Literature
A wisely crafted tale invites its reader or listener, young and old, to inquire what good might be learned from the tale. On Understanding Children’s Literature by Michael Doyle The stories we have heard from childhood Are the classics of … Continue reading →
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Tagged Aim, Allow, Aristotle, Art, Attention, Awe, Bless, Blunder, Childhood, Children's Literature, Classic, Craft, Creation, Deep Learning, Demanding, Depth, Detection, Draw, Education, Embrace, Endow, Enjoy, Escapism, Fable, Fiction, First Acts, First Time, Focus, Foster, God, Good, Grow, Heart, History, Hocus Pocus, Imagination, Imitation, Jesus, Know, Knowledge, Learn, Legacy, License, Limitation, Literature, Magic, Making, Met, Metaphor, Morality, Near Perfection, Nobility, Open Inquiry, Other Worlds, Parable, Passages, Photograph, Poem, Poetics, Poetry, Points, Prison, Reality, Retention, Seek, Sense of Wonder, Sharpen, Smaller Scale, Sterility, Story, Sublime, Sum of Darkness, Tale, Tell, Think, Together, Told, True Liberation, Truth, Understand, Understanding, Understood, Unfold, Want, Will, Work, Yearning
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Nourishing the Spirit
Based in part on Matthew 5:6: Nourishing the Spirit by Michael Doyle Blessed are those who hunger and thirst Putting the ways of righteousness first Sustained as these are in their every day Effected as we are; moving out of … Continue reading →
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Tagged Action, Amen, Betterment, Biology, Bite, Blessed, Body, Book of Matthew, Change, Condemnation, Convention, Day, Destiny, Divinity, Dopamine, Dread, Effect, Embrace, Endure, Faith, Feelings, First, God, God's Kingdom, God's Word, Grab, Guzzle, Heaven, Humanity, Hunger, Hungers, Jesus, Journey, Life, Marathon, March, Metaphor, Miles, Mix, Move, Mystery, Nourish, Order, Path of Life, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Precious Love, Race, Rearrange, Redemption, Rhythm, Righteous, Righteousness, Sacrifice, Satisfaction, Satisfied, Self Actualization, Sigh, Sleeves, Smile, Space, Spirit, Sustain, Theology, Thirst, Time, Trick, Tug, Walk, Warn, Ways, Whim, Whisper
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Triumphal Entry (Palm Sunday 2020)
Na/GloPoWriMo 2020, Day 5 is Palm Sunday! Challenging, really challenging prompt today. 20 separate components: “Our (optional) prompt for today is one that we have used in past years, but which I love to come back to, because it so … Continue reading →
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Tagged Absurdity, Age, Beach, Beautiful, Beginning, Belief, Bittersweet, Blind, Brutality, Cannibalism, Challenge, Communion, Conform, Cries, Cry, Dealt, Death, Deceiver, Defeat, Degrees of Separation, Die, Donkey, End, Entry, Find, Flight, God, Grace, Hole, Hosana, Hoshiya Na, Human Form, Humanity, Jerusalem, Jesus, Jim Simmerman, King of the Jews, Laugh, Live, Lord, Lost, Me, Metaphor, Na/GloPoWriMo 2020, Narrow, Overwhelmning, Palm Sunday, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Pouring Out, Provide, Redeem, Religious People, Return, Ripped Flesh, Sacral, Sake, Salvation, Save, Seek, Senses, Shudder, Side, Sinner, Smell, Spiritual, Symbolism, Tarzan, Taste, Tears, The Gate, Three Day, Together, Torture, Touch, Triumph, Truth, Twenty Little Poetry Projects, Urbanism, Victory, Wait, World, Wounded
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God From Machine
We live in interestingly troubled times. God From Machine by Michael Doyle In the spiraled stairs leading to the future Is a universal fate we must embrace and nurture Asking who is worthy to be given and receive The truth … Continue reading →
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Tagged Alive, Ambition, Answer, Blind, Born Again, Call, Choked Out, Cling, Coax, Connectivity, Cure, Deceive, Dismay, Dream, Drive, Elephant, Embrace, Eternity, Fall, False Hope, Fate, Future, Generation, Give, God, Gravity, Heal, Heed, Human, Humanity, Hurting, Infinite, Infinity, Last, Light, Lost, Machine, Master, Metaphor, Night, Nurture, Old, One Way Ticket, Pandora, Paradise Lost, Past, Photograph, Pi, Poem, Poetry, Poor, Post Modern, Pull, Pure, React, Recall, Receive, Regained, Reply, Risen, Spiral, Square Root, Step Back, Strong, Super Fluid, Times, Tragic, Treason, Trouble, Truth, Wealthy, Whore, Will, Worthy, Wrong
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Monsters As Metaphors
Mankind’s monsters are a touchstone for the destruction we wage against ourselves and all of nature at times. https://flic.kr/p/pLrGPY Monsters As Metaphors by Michael Romani Monsters as metaphor creates the drama In a society’s psyche riddled with trauma Impulsively, completely … Continue reading →
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