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Mortality Awoken
Mortality Awokenby Michael DoyleThe questions of mortalityGo far beyond moralityWhen something makes you question why.Or how it is that we are born to die.Avoiding the phone calls that wait,As these questions come down to fate.Who are we to feel this … Continue reading
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Tagged Awoken, Bleed, Born To Die, Breaks, Damage, End, Everyone, Fatally, Fate, Fear, Good Sense, Impartially, Morality, Mortality, Phone Call, Poetry and Poems, Precious, Questions, Reply, Shade, Surrounded, The End, The World, Wait, Why, Wound
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Happy Halloween 2023
Happy Halloween 2023by Michael DoylePumpkin, ghosts, and black catsCoffins, ghouls, and witches hatsIt’s a dizzying juxtapositionOf death in a freeform composition Each holiday has its own marked placeThat helps society’s children embraceThe traces of life that we all knowThat shift … Continue reading
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Tagged Acceptance, Black Cats, Children, Coffins, Composition, Death, Dormancy, Embrace, Fall, Fear, Freeform, Frivolity, Ghost, Ghouls, Grow, Halloween, Happiness, Happy Halloween 2023, Holiday, Horror Tales, Juxtaposition, Know, Laughter, Life, Magic, Marked Place, Mean, Memento Mori, Mortality, Movies, Nonsensical, Pieces, Poetry and Poems, Pumpkins, Reminder, Saint, Scare, Scares, Scattered, Shift, Smile, Society, Soul, Stitches, Teach, Trace, Whimsical, Winter, Wish, Witches, Witches Hats
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Hiding From Sins
Hiding From Sinsby Michael DoyleAcross a desert filled with mortalityA lonely creature seeks its immortalityAbove the canyon and ridden on the ridgeDeath itself holds its own bridgeQuestions run vast in seeking realityMonsters of a kind collide eventuallyIn an attempt to … Continue reading
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Tagged Bridge, Canyon, Death, Desert, Eventually, Hiding, Immortality, Lonely Creature, Mortality, Poetry and Poems, Questions, Reality, Ridge, Sins
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Face To Face
Face To Faceby Michael DoyleComing face to faceWith my mortalityI’ll be never beJust another fatalityLet there be no doubtingThat I’ll go out shoutingGrabbing on as hard as I canI live to be that kind of manGonna, gonna hit it!You know … Continue reading
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Tagged Animus, Bleeding Out, Blind, Blow My Lid, Clue, Doubting, Face to Face, Fatality, Fight, Find, Forget-Me-Not, Grabbing On Hard, History, Hit It, I'm Good, Kind of Man, Know, Learned, Living, Morning Light, Mortality, Mystery, Poetry and Poems, Quit, Raising the Devil, Reach, Right, Rocking Hard, Serious Fight, Shouting, Solid, Strarting, Think, Tight Shot, Top Again, Twisted and Turned, Within
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Wounds Let In the Light
Wounds Let In the Lightby Michael DoyleThey say our wounds let in the lightI don’t know if it’s by experience or second lightBut something about this notion is wound tightAnd from what I have seen, perhaps they’re rightThe worst wound … Continue reading
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Tagged Bear, Believed, Better Selves, Born, Clear, Comfort, Dead, Deeply Understood, Defend, Enter, Experience, Fatality, Fate, Forced Wrong, Give Almost Anything, Guilt, Immortality, Innately Good, Innocent, Lane, Life, Light, Little Left, Moral Injury, Mortality, Name, No Going Back, Notion, Ourselves, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Right, River, Same, Sear, Second Light, Seen, Self-Confessed, Shame, Sin, Smoke Clears, Soul, Stood, To Return, War's End, Worst Wound, Wound Tight, Wounds
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Things Remembered
Things Rememberedby Michael DoyleDespite the well of star-crossed tearsHaving had been ponded through the yearsOf one thing, I have certainly foundThat there are enough words to be chased aroundOne thing proven is the swollen sure chanceInvolved in each moment lived … Continue reading
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Tagged Afflict, Bad Memories, Bleak, Breakdown, Campfire, Chase Around, Circumstance, Confluence, Crackle, Disease, Drama, Dread, Experience, Extended Family, Found, Honesty, Hope, Incidences, Influence, Journey, Lamentations, Lord, Minds, Moment, Mortality, Negativity, Peace, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Ponded, Presence, PTSD, Questions, Racism, Rage, Reflections, Sentimentality, Star-Crossed, Suffer, Suffering, Sure Chance, Tears, Things Remembered, Transparent, Trauma, Triggered, Unspeakable, Walk, Well, Words, Wrap, Years
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To Keep the Sacred Near
A look at life’s lessons. To Keep the Sacred Near by Michael Doyle Life thrusts us into situations Thigh deep in aggravations But then there’s a lesson even in that One felt deep even if you’re not an empath Another … Continue reading
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Tagged Aggravations, Another Day, Bambi, Care, Country, Dear, Doe, Doesn't Really Matter, Empath, Endless Days, Eyeball, Eyes, Felt Deep, Go Far, Good Enough, Heart, Holding On, Home, Instinct, Keep, Last Night, Learn, Lesson, Lessons, Life, Mortality, Near, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Realization, Sacred, See, Situation, Slip By, Spare, Surprise, Thigh Deep, Thrust, Time, True, Wonder, Yearling
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A Dagger’s Breath
The last in the classic retelling of a classic werewolf tale: A Dagger’s Breath by Michael Doyle Everywhere the deceived heart searches for clues Bits of treachery displayed in all of its hues You can hide it all within a … Continue reading
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Tagged Ask, Aware, Banks, Bestial Pride, Big Eyes, Bitten, Blood Moon, Breath, Brutality, Chains, Christ, Clue, Complain, Confide, Courage, Cross, Curse, Dagger, Dagger's Breath, Darkness, Daughter, Deceived, Destiny, Devil's Daughter, Die, Ears, Errors, Father, Fears, Feel, Foggy, Goodbye, Hatred, Heart, Hero, Hide, Hues, Invincible, Lake, Lies, Loss, Love, Mask, Mortality, Nightmares, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Protect, Questions, Reins, Safe Passage, She, Sheer Terror, Silver, Simple, Slain, Soul Shake, Sunrise, Tale, Tears, Teeth, Treachery, Unholy, Vain, Veins, Verse, Want, Watch, Werewolf, Winter, Woken, Wolf
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Fruit of Devine
There are many theories on what the forbidden fruit might have been. On the 24th day of NaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo 2020, the optional prompt is to write about a particular fruit of our choice. Fruit of Devine by Michael Doyle Of every … Continue reading
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Tagged 2020, Adam, Apple, Believe, Days, Define, Deity, Devine, Die, Drip, Eat, Fate, Fruit, Fruit of Grape, Good and Evil, Goodness, Grape Wine, Grieve, Holy Purposes, Immorality, Indulgence, Knowledge, Mallum, Man, Mortality, NaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo, Noah, Path, Photograph, Pleasure, Poem, Poetry, Rectify, Sin, Sip, Splendor, Throat, Treasure, Trick, Unholy, Verity, Wine, Zohar
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