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Tag Archives: Poem
The Woke Wake Up
There are just ways to advocate against injustice. There are ways that make moving for justice anything but that. Now as these predators are being identified by their own online postings, they curl up into fetal position decrying how unfair … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Acquisitive, Act Just, Advocate, Afraid, All Life Is Sacred, Ambition, American Dream, Another, Arrogant, Avoid Seeing, Basic Right, Be Merciful, Beg Indulgence, Better Self, Better World, Black Hoodie, Broke, Bungle, Burn, Civil Rights, Contribution, Death Culture, Decry, Degreed, Discussion, Divestment, Eat Their Own, Evidence, Fetal, Fetal Position, Fight, Firebombs, Forbearance, Foresight, Fragility, Free Pass, Fruits of Labor, Ghosts, Godless, Ideal, Ignorance, Immortality, Injustice, Inquisitive, Jail, Just Revolution, Justice, Less, Life, Meaning, Media Jungle, Mirror, Morally Broken, Move Foward, No Man, Online, Online Posts, Our Times, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Poorly Educated, Predators, Prevail, Profanity, Protect, Quest, Radicals, Reason, Revolution, Riot, Rock, Rubbish, Ruin, Self Signified, Shock Troops, Society, Speak, Spray Paint, Stab, Stall, Streets, Strife, Think, Tick Tock, Trash Talkers, Truth, Undoing, Unfair, Unfairness, Wake Up, Weak, Woke, Worse Saint, Worthy Investment, Wrong
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Cancel Culture Must End
I was so heartened to see 100 voices from the Left have finally seen the light so much so that they themselves are now beginning to say what I have said for over 15 years now. This whole cancel culture … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems, Uncategorized
Tagged Anxiety, Any Over Others, Blame, Cancel Culture, Civility, Coercion, Contribution, Cultural Institutions, Demands, Dogma, Each, Encourage, End, Evil, Fascism, Fetish, Force, Force Against Force, Free Exchange of Ideas, Free Society, Free Speech, God, Going Too Far, Harshness, Humility, Intolerance, Justice, Kindness, Letter, Lifeblood of Society, Love, Main Street, Meet, Mess, North Star, Nothing Good, Once Excluded, Open Debate, Openness, Overdue, Persuasion, Photography, Poem, Poetry, President Trump, Protests, Public Shame, Raise, Retribution, Rival, Scars, Stand, Stand Together, The Left, Tolerate, Toleration, Trial, Voice, Voice of Reason, Void
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A Twinge of the Mundane
In the continuing series on seeing the world through a photographer’s eyes, we look at the question as to what is to be done about the mundane… A Twinge of the Mundane by Michael Doyle Seeing the mundane into extraordinary … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Ability, Abound, All Places, Artistic, Atttention, Background, Being, Camera's Eye, Circumstances, Clarity, Clutter, Connections, Creative, Details, Done, Excellence, Extraordinary, Eyes, Flow, Focal, Forgot, Found, Glad, Grab Shots, Heart, Humans, Inane, Infinite, Known, Latitude, Life Lived, Meaning, Middle of Nowhere, Moments, Mundane, No Such Thing, Nuances, Opportunity, Ordinary, Page, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Pop, Question, Quietude, Shown, Simple, Sky, Soft Light, Something, Something In the Something, Somewhere, Sought, Split Open, Stage, Stand Out, Subject, Surround, Tales, Truth, Twinge, Unexpected Moments, Where, Wide Open Spaces, World Is An Oyster, Zest
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Prayer For Courage
Poem Number Six in a series on a retelling of a classic werewolf tale: Prayer For Courage by Michael Doyle Look deep – is it a surprise? Do you see the beast in my eyes God knows that I wish … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Alone, Beast, Bold, Cards, Courage, Desire, Divine, Eyes, Flaws, Forgiveness, Fortunes, God, God Knows, God's Law, Good, Greater Good, Home, Hope, I, Inside, Look Deep, Looking Hard, Mortal Heart, Moves, Pensive, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Pray, Prayer, Prove, Read, Real, Sadness, Savage Beast, Series, Signs, Stand, Start, Stumble, Surge, Surprise, Tale, Times, Told, Understood, Urge, Werewolf, Whisper, With, World
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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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Blood Moon Rising
Poem 3 in a continuing series of retelling of a classic werewolf tale: Blood Moon Rising by Michael Doyle Torchlight flows and leads the way As the full moon comes to claim the day Are you braver than me, my … Continue reading
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Tagged Ask, Belief, Best, Bind, Blood Moon, Brave, Claim, Classic, Consume, Credit, Day, Distinction, Doom, Errors, Few, Find, Fortify Courage, Full Blood Moon, Full Moon, Gloom, Good, Heart, Hero, Hunt, Lead, Learn, Life, Man Among Men, Manly, Moments, Move, Nerve, One By One, Page, Paint, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Rise, Rising, Seal, Shock Proof, Soon, Steady, Strong Drink, Such Things, Take, Tale, Task, Terror, Think, Torchlight, True Courage, Understood, Unready, Way, Werewolf, Wolf
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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
Posted in Poetry and Poems
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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