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The Riddle of the Sands
The Riddle of the Sandsby Michael DoyleWith my mind’s last breathI felt myself melt into my death.Reality faded into flowery dimensions,None of which flows with great precision.But the sounds inside were already goneBefore I realized what it was to go … Continue reading
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The End of the Imperial Judiciary
The End of the Imperial Judiciaryby Michael DoyleIt is the end of the imperial judiciaryAs we keep freedom as our legacy.No more will lawlessness prevailAs we salute freedom’s swell.A district court has less power than the president.It doesn’t matter who … Continue reading
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Tagged Derangement, District Court, End, Executive Policy, Fact, Far Left, Freedom, Imperial Judiciary, Lawlessness, Legacy, Legal History, Legal Principles, Pity, Poetry and Poems, Power, Precedent, President, Radical Left, Recall, Rule of Law, Sitting President, Stare Decisis, United States Supreme Court
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Life’s Race Is Won
Life’s Race Is Wonby Michael DoyleIn our Father’s nameWe proclaim our freedomFrom our sins and shame.We become part of His kingdom.As Heaven reignsWe cast aside our chains.With the holiness spokenThe power of Hell is broken.In all the mercy knownGod’s greatness … Continue reading
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Tagged Above, Broken, Chains, Crown of Glory, Dance, Father, Father's Name, Freedom, God, Grace, Great;ness, Greatness, Head, Heaven Reigns, Hell, His Love, Holliness, Kingdom, Known, Life's Race, Love, Mercy, Poetry and Poems, Proclaim, Providence, Race, Shame, Shine, Shown, Sins, Son, Spoken, Walk, Won, Wonder, Words
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Face Painted As Comedy
Face Painted As Comedyby Michael DoyleFrom herder of cats to herder of men,The voice of confusion thinks itself Zen.Thirty years of perverted energyHas produced something akin to synergy.In this passage of marbled historyAre the layers of false controversy That have … Continue reading
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Tagged Alone, America, Change, Choice, Comedy, Comfortably Numb, Confusion, Controversy, Die, Energy, Face Paint, Falure, Gravity, Grounded, History, Laughter, Levity, Masquerade, Neurosis and Anexiety, Original Ideas, Own, Passage, Pink Floyd, Poetry and Poems, Polite Society, Proud, Question, Rearrange, Reply, Rough Crowd, Sketches, Static, Success, Synergy, Talk, Total Sum, Voice, Walk, Zen
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In Moving Pictures
In Moving Picturesby Michael DoyleDrawing on our life’s experienceThere are characters of preference.They serve as molds of imagination.So much of life is pure improvisation.The charm that got us byAs we hustled to give life our try.The shots of the frame-by-frameAre … Continue reading
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Tagged Artistry, Behind, Blow By Blow, Brilliance, Brothers, Brutality, Bullets, Characters, Charm, Chemistry, Cinematic Magic, Dalliance, Deep Dive, Differently, Divine Spark, Draw, Experiment, Fashion of Truth, Feel, Fifty Years, Frame, Friendship, Game, Glory, Grown, Heart, Humility, Hustle, Imagaination, Improvisation, Inspiration, Knights, Known, Life, Life's Experience, Light, Light From Dark, Lights, Love, Mind, Mold, Moving Pictures, Night, Okay, Poetry and Poems, Preference, Pushing Forward, Real, Reverently, Score, Shots, Sin, Sixteen, Spirituality, Story, Switchblade Knife, Visceral, Well, Writing
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Mean Street Struggles
Mean Street Strugglesby Michael DoyleThe top tier of all artistryHas the flow found in living free.The struggle and hustle of the cityHas the habit of instilling its vibrancyThat grinds against the boneIn a way that makes each soul its own.New … Continue reading
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Tagged Another Day, Artists, Before, Bone, Cinema, Closer To Love, Corruption, Differently, Disruption, Door, Fight, Flow, Forgotten, Fragments, Full Price, Ghost, Glimpses, Greater, Grinds, Habit, History, Ideals, Illumination, Imagination, Immigrants, Learn, Living Free, Mean Street, More, Neighborhood, New York City, Opportunities, Own, Perception, Poetry and Poems, Primeval, Push and Shove, Revere, Reverent, Rival, Scenery, Second Generation, Seen, Soul, Store, Struggle and Hustle, Struggles, Sum of Sacrifice, Survival, Survivors, Sympathy, The City, Top Toer, Tribabl, True Mystery, Up and Coming, Visitor
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The Stealth of Decisions Made
The Stealth of Decisions Madeby Michael DoyleWhatever we do militarily and strategicallyIs to protect the American people from our enemies.The trick is in believing exactly what we’re seeing.Every move made is made for America’s well-being.Trump isn’t breaking promises about avoiding … Continue reading
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On Abundance and Incompetence
On Abundance and Incompetenceby Michael DoyleAcross America, the Left rules with impotence.It’s a case of negligence and incompetence.Despite California’s being blessed by providence,Its governance provides more than ample evidence.It isn’t just an outbreak of vast stupidity.But more the case evidenced … Continue reading
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Tagged Abundance, America, California, Dependence, Feet, Governance, Hand Out, Hand Up, High Speed Trains, Impotence, Incompetence, Outbreak, Poetry and Poems, Poverty, Providence, Street, Struggle, Stupidity, Teach To Fish, The Left, Truth, Wildfires
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Beyond the Sea
Beyond the Seaby Michael DoyleThere are spaces under the painted skyThat are beautiful enough to make me sigh.Stretching beyond the edges of the seaIs a world of water in its own beauty.Rivers, lakes, wetlands, and streamsAre all filled with a … Continue reading
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Tagged Beauty, Better Days, Beyond, Coast, Corn Belt, Dark, Dreams, Edges, Energy, Gloom, Heart, Hidden Life, Indiana State Line, Injury, Kayak, Lake Michigan, Lakes, Painted Sky, Poetry and Poems, Rain, Rivers, Sea, Seagulls, Sign, Soul, Space, Stark, Streams, Sun, The Great Lakes, Water, Wetlands
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