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Second Chance Poker

Second Chance Pokerby Michael DoyleYou don’t truly knowWhat it’s like to live hollowHaving nowhere to goLiving in a jail cell’s shadowClinging to who you used to beSilently hoping for your dignityFeeling like your honor is goneIs this life worth going … Continue reading

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Under A Caribbean Moon

Under A Caribbean Moonby Michael DoylePirates pursue without pauseEvery sort that passes for lost causeTheir future holds an appointmentWith the vagrancies of disappointmentChasing their run by constellationThey follow a black flag with consternationEach pirate dreaming of making his scoreAnd to … Continue reading

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Dr. Seuss With No Excuse

Two weeks in aka Day 14 of Na/GloPoWriMo 2020 and the challenge prompt today is: “to think about your own inspirations and forebears (whether literary or otherwise). Specifically, I challenge you today to write a poem that deals with the … Continue reading

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It Came As It Did

First Friday and third day of Na/GloPoWriMo 2020.  Today’s prompt is to create a word bank based on 10 key words and then not necessarily using all but keeping in mind an effort to echo the rhymes for these until … Continue reading

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Swing Around the Circle

Civil War ends and an attempt at racial justice was attempted.  How did things get so completely flawed? Swing Around the Circle by Michael Doyle A country brought to ruin sought salvation From a barren wasteland in need of transformation … Continue reading

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Dead Men and Their Tales

Even Al Capone thought of himself as a public servant… Dead Men and Their Tales by Michael Doyle It is strange so it seems Clinging to faraway dreams Thoughts stuffed inside my head Dedicated to a father long since dead … Continue reading

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