Tag Archives: Patterns

Ed Gein’s Mind

Ed Gein’s Mindby Michael DoyleThis time of year, with all of its chillsHas taught us, along with all the thrillsThat the worst monster is the human one.Among the animals, we are who kill for fun.Post-World War II saw a rising … Continue reading

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Positivity In Action

Positivity In Actionby Michael DoyleThis evening, as I took myself on a hike,I put my mind toward what I do and don’t like.Deciding to take the course of satisfaction,I have decided to put positivity into action.I will set new limits … Continue reading

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Of Things Known and Unknown

Of Things Known and Unknownby Michael DoyleSitting around with my eyes dilated For hours, wishing I was a sedatedIt leaves time to think and daydream.The universe expands at its seams.Stark pen scratches on a blank pageDrives the thoughts of the … Continue reading

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Wrist Cutter Blues

Wrist Cutter Bluesby Michael DoyleShe was born hard to impressHe was maybe overly dressedFor a boy deep in his thoughtsBut she could never be boughtThey were standing in the deep endSomehow waiting for a friendNeither of them was from anywhereThat … Continue reading

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In Full Stomp (On Satan’s Head)

In Full Stomp (On Satan’s Head)by Michael DoyleLift the cross and trust in the FatherThough the steps seem sometimes fartherWe must walk away from things of enmityKeeping united to love in all its entiretyLife does come with things that painDespite … Continue reading

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Blessed, Broken, and Given

Blessed, Broken, and Givenby Michael DoyleWe live in the era of the offendedWhile we’ve forgotten that we’re friendedBy a friend who teaches in His storyThe ways to move past offense into gloryHave a sharp mind in every interrogationFinding discernment in … Continue reading

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Pragmatic Inferences

Pragmatic Inferencesby Michael DoylePragmatic inferencesHave all the meaningTo communicating As a human beingSystematic rulesTo all that we are sayingLaid outLike cards that we are playingGarden pathsOf quiet accidentShow a mapOf living inside this incidentWe fill out and inOur partial perceptionsBlind … Continue reading

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NaNoWriMo Thoughts

NaNoWriMo Thoughtsby Michael DoyleSince the first cave paintingStories have been written and toldHere now in all of our waitingIs yet another story to be written and soldIt’s a path of thinking and imaginationIn a what if world of machinationAn another … Continue reading

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Christ Meets the Grecian World

Christ Meets the Grecian Worldby Michael DoyleThere are things that we’ve learned along the waySuch as that, evil will never truly win the dayAnd that while the devil deals in duplicity A truly good person will always withstand adversityIn the … Continue reading

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Arcade Mania

Arcade Maniaby Michael DoyleRemembering back to the 80s whenI couldn’t wait to put another quarter inA video star in the dark arcadeWas a revolution ready madeMy spaces were invaded rows at a timeWhen I wasn’t watching ectoplasmic slimeAtari-ized as we … Continue reading

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