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Tag Archives: Night
Voices Cry
Watched a bit of a show that reminded me of the folks out there who suffer from PTSD. From that I got this: Voices Cry by Michael Doyle The voices crying into the night Its hard to take this light … Continue reading
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Tagged Better Than the Rest, Bleed, Block, Change, Clown, Cry, Dead, Did My Best, Done, Echo, Far Behind, Friends, Hard To Take, Haunt, Head, In the End, Know, Light, Medal, Memory, Mind, My Name, Never Change, Night, No Good, Normal, Normally, Photograph, Pin, Poem, Poetry, PTSD, Said, Sentences, Shame, Some Things, Stranger, Things Went Down, Thought, Tortured, Trouble, Unfinished, Voice
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To Find A Friend
The world is a sometimes scary place, particularly when it comes to the heart, isn’t it? To Find A Friend by Michael Doyle To find a friend In this friendless world Toward this end I lay fetal and curled Is … Continue reading
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Tagged Alone, Another, Back Against the Wall, Bath, Beat, Being Alone, Curl, Darkness, Depend, Dream, Each Other, Fetal, Find, Fist, Friend, Friendless, Gold, Guide, Harshness, Heart, Home, I, Light, Magic of Trust, Must, Myself, Never Again, Night, One Heart, One Soul, One Thing, Other, Our, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Precious, Purity, Scary Place, Share, Stay Alive, Survive, Together, Too Much, Toward This End, Truest End, Uncurled, Willing, World, Worth
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Feelings Felt That Night
Poem Number 5 in the retelling of a classic story of a werewolf event in the life of an otherwise uneventful village: Feelings Felt That Night by Michael Doyle The feelings felt surpass right and wrong It is more a … Continue reading
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Tagged Belong, Bodies, Chased Around, Classic Story, Compelling, Desire, Despair, Feelings, Felt, Fire, Forbidden, Found, Hay, Hid, Hunger, Kiss, Laid Back, Love, Lovers, Lure, Miss, Night, Night Air, Nothing Stops, Passion, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Revealing, Right and Wrong, Seal, Sense, Soul, Village, Want, Wants, Ways of Desire, Werewolf
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Planted Seed of Fear
Poem 4 in a series retelling a classic werewolf tale: Planted Seed of Fear by Michael Doyle Plant the seed The seed of fear As the blood moon rises Evil comes in its disguises The village wills to celebrate While … Continue reading
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Tagged Blood Moon, Celebrate, Dance, Disguise, Drink, Evil, Fear, Firelight, Fools, Guard, Hunter, Invigorate, Know, Lurk, Moonlit, Night, Pageantry, Photograph, Plant, Poem, Poetry, Rise, Second Sight, Seed, Seek, Shadow, Sleight of Hand, Stand, Tapestry, Things Seen, Trick, Trick of the Light, True, Village, Warrior
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Full Asking Price
Poem 2 in a series retelling a classic werewolf tale: Full Asking Price by Michael Doyle I know so little of what to believe As I sit here and quietly grieve We talk of counted blessings But most of these … Continue reading
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Tagged Above, Believe, Choose, Come, Comfort, Counted Blessing, Daily Bread, Die, Dread, Fear, Final Day, Full Asking Price, Fultility, Ghost, God, Grieve, Guessing, Hope, Humanity, Hunting, Kept Secret, Know, Lament, Let It Go, Lives, Love, Love Cuts Deep, Maiden, Misery, Most, Night, Offer, Once Upon, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Quiet, Reappear, Sacrifice, Shadow, Shelter, Sit, Small Chance, So Little, Sop, Sorrow, Soul, Still Voice, Struck Deep, Tale, Tales, Talk, Terms, True Love, Truth, Undoing, Unspeakable, Werewolf, Whisper, Woo
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Don’t Talk To Strangers
First in a series of poems based on a retelling of the classic werewolf story, or is it… Don’t Talk To Strangers by Michael Doyle Mama said don’t talk to strangers You’re never out of danger When you live on … Continue reading
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Tagged Bleed, Blood, Call, Charming, Danger, Dangerous, Day, Death, Directions, Disarming, Edge of Darkness, Eyes, Fall, Half Hidden, Hearts, Mama, Map, Meaningless, Measure, Night, Photograph, Place, Poem, Poetry, Proof, Proven, Purity, Rules, Running Away, Series, Silently, Strangers, Talk, Trap, Uncertainty, Us, Werewolf, Wolf
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From Darkness To Light
Spent an interesting day learning, seeking and then seeing and then simply being … Or maybe, it was more like several hours in 90+ degrees photographing left me more just taking it all in while conveniently clicking to take photos … Continue reading
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Tagged Authenticity, Awaken, Baggage, Being, Beyond, Blown Fuse, Blues, Carry On, Cosmos, Crevices, Dark, Darkness, Day Trip, Deal, Death, Dedicate, Destination, Destiny, Discover, Done, Doors, Ducklings, Enough, Eternal, Eventuality, Exquisite, Find, Forgetfulness, Found, Freed, Freedom, Gain, God, Greater Consciousness, Human, Ignorance, Immortality, Incessant, Interesting Day, Journey, Keys, Kingdom, Knowledge, Learn, Less Me, Light, Live, Locks, Luck, Mirror, More and More, Mother Duck, Need, Night, One, Open Doors, Park Pond, Part, Perception, Perfected, Photograph, Photographing, Pick, Poem, Poetry, Pointless, Quiet, Realization, Reflection, Remember, Remember When, Reunite, Right, Rocks, Scurry, Search, Seeing, Seem, Set Free, Shake, Share, Show, Shrug, Simplicity, Simply, Soul, Star Stuff, Swim, Takes, Tangled, Think, Thinking Back, Times, Truth, Unreal, Untarnished, Web, When, Wholeness, Wiser, Within, World, Young Ducklings, Zen
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