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Thought For the Day: No Fathers Or Mothers Think Their Own Children Ugly; and This Self-Deceit Is Yet Stronger With Respect To the Offspring of the Mind

“No fathers or mothers think their own children ugly; and this self-deceit is yet stronger with respect to the offspring of the mind.” – Miguel de Cervantes, novelist (29 Sep 1547-1616)

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The Influence of Pulp Fiction

The Influence of Pulp Fictionby Michael DoyleScience fiction without a snarkDidn’t just materialize out of the darkIn 1926, Hugo Gernsback, without a lot of gloryCame to publish the first Amazing StoriesFrom the cover of this first, we might knowThe Hugo … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: People Who Love Literature Have At Least Part of Their Minds Immune From Indoctrination. If You Read, You Can Learn To Think For Yourself

“People who love literature have at least part of their minds immune from indoctrination. If you read, you can learn to think for yourself.” – Doris Lessing

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Nuclear Winter Hues

To those who guessed, this Halloween’s poetry theme for me is the monster that lays within far too much of humanity. Nuclear Winter Huesby Michael DoyleNuclear WinterBegins to splinterWith daylight undefinedTricks begin to play on the mindAnother day off the … Continue reading

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The Lord Turns His Blessed Face

The Lord Turns His Blessed Faceby Michael DoylePraise the Father; Praise the SonPraise the Spirit for what is doneJoy spreads across all creationGiving us all its holy inspirationTruth is truth, new to oldThis is God’s story toldAll things that are … Continue reading

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Like Leaves In Autumn

Like Leaves In Autumnby Michael DoyleA quintessential road trip brings to mindThat Autumn has come to leave Summer behindMany roads can be taken, traveling any wayTo capture the colors that make up our daysAutumn falls like leaves becoming flowersThere is … Continue reading

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Just In Case

Just In Caseby Michael DoyleI wake up feeling wonderfulAt the thought that you’re beautifulI lay there and slowly traceYour skin and the smile on your faceThinking to myself that all I knowIs the satisfaction of your glowAs I watch our … Continue reading

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Love Is A Choice

Love Is A Choiceby Michael DoyleSometimes I silently look at youIn awe and wonder at all you doAnd I know, it’s true what some sayI fall deeper for you with each dayFor the good and bad of this voiceI know … Continue reading

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Autarkeia

Autarkeiaby Michael DoyleIn these days of enhanced pushes for creativityWe slip and slide in our moral relativityGetting dazed and pushed by sex and violenceWe confuse this with mistaken social turbulenceYesterday’s logic is puzzled by the push and pullOf opinions and … Continue reading

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Out of A Writer’s Head

Out of A Writer’s Headby Michael DoyleSome who writeHave fumbled for wordsAs though words aren’t rightEven as they’ve occurredWhether poetry or proseIt’s the words that passIt’s less what one knowsBut what has amassedWords flow best in experienceThen become arranged by … Continue reading

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