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Tag Archives: Poetry and Poems
Divination
Divinationby Michael DoyleIs it true that only foolsCast aside all the rules?And what kind of wreckDoes life become living by the deck?A spooky basement points the directionThat reveals the cloth of divinationHand painted arcana mixes with astrologyIt is needed to … Continue reading
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Tagged Arcana, Astrology, Basement, Candle, Clarity, Coincidence, Combination, Crazy, Dark Art, Dark Design, Death and Darkness, Deception, Demonic Tale, Design, Desire, Direction, Divination, Drunken Children, Equal Weight, Evil, False Track, Fate, Fear, Fire, Fools, Forecast, Forsaken, Friends, Gasoline, Grow, Harshness, High Priestess, Impulse, Investigate, Lack of Control, Magician's Bag, Must, No Turning Back, Painted Glory, Path Undone, Pity, Poetry, Poetry and Poems, Prevail, Priestess, Reading, Readings, Risk, Rules, Runaway Train, Sincerity, Spirituality, Story, Sympathy, Taken, Tarot, Tarot Deck, Tear, Traces, Tricks, True, Trust, Wait, Wreck, Wrong Light, Zodiac
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A Pastor’s Sorrow
A Pastor’s Sorrowby Michael DoyleSitting in church bringing our last weeksTo hear the Lord as the pastor speaksEmotions felt can be good and badThe moments of life can be happy and sadMoments of sorrow rock us to our coreThese are … Continue reading
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Tagged Church, Conditions, Core, Cry, Door, Emotion, Enter, Fall Down, Good and Bad, Happy and Sad, Help Us Grow, Know, Know the Score, Let Life Fly, Life Presses On, Moments of Life, Need, Pastor, Poetry and Poems, Pray, Rock, Sorrow, Speak, The Lord, Times, Tomorrow, Uncertain, Ways of Life, We Can Handle More, Week
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A Speculative Blush of History
A Speculative Blush of Historyby Michael DoyleIn part, science fiction involves mysteryOther times, speculation about historyWhat might have been or might well beHad things only turned out a bit differentlyAll the casual moments of interpretationOf events real and in the … Continue reading
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Tagged Blush, Deduction, Depcition, Differently, Facts, Fictive, Historical Speculation, History, Imagination, Interpretation, Machination, Mystery, Observation, Perspective, Poetry and Poems, Reconstrution, Science, Science Fiction, Speculative, Templates, Theory, War and Peace
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Raising Unnecessary Spirits
Raising Unnecessary Spiritsby Michael DoyleConsigned to a comedic sense of HellThere is a demon who laughingly dwellsHe makes his home in haunted house scareBeetlejuice is filled with tricks and daresTo call his own shots filled with this synergyIt recalls the … Continue reading
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Tagged Aesthetic, Alone, Back Down, Beetlejuice, Best Telling, Charmingly Twited, Demon, Don't Do Over, Dwell, Eccentric Parts, Half-Interest, Haunted House, Hell, Hollywood, Home, Imagination, Juice, Learn, Life Moves Forward, New Script, New Vision, Not New, Older Eyes, One Soul, Paralyzed, Pizzaz, Plot Line, Poetry and Poems, Profitable Return, Raise, Resume, Shake Loose, Shot, Spirit, Story, Stripped, Supernatural Complications, Synergy, Theory, Three-Ringed Energy, Unneccesary, View, Whole, Wise
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Faith Where Satan Lives
Faith Where Satan Livesby Michael DoyleThere are times of great expectationBut none so much as in RevelationEschatology teaches us, and we learnAll the things that we need to discernKnowing what is spoken is realHas the possibility of making our spine … Continue reading
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Tagged Apathy, Bible, Christianity, Cleave, Close To Home, Confess, Culture Drift, Discern, Eschatology, Eternity, Every Knee, Faith, Faithfulness, Final Test, Fleeced, Forgive, God, God Or A Madman, Great Expectation, Hidden Manna, Hostile Space, Jesus, League of His Own, Learn, Lies, Need, Omnipresent, Poetry and Poems, Point of No Return, Question, Read, Revelation, Righteousness, Satan, Shifts In Tone, Steel, Thread, Thrive, Times, Tongue, Traces, Urgency, Vanity, Where Satan Lives, Word of God
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It Hardly Counted
It Hardly Counted by Michael DoyleIn all my time in the dreadful warI felt certain of something moreA lot of horrible things occurredLooking back they’ve all blurredThese horrors handled with graceAre the worst, most of us faceTo know that man’s … Continue reading
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Tagged Amount, Blur, Certain, Conflict, Cost, Count, Desipte, Die, Effort, Empty Hero, Endure, Eyes, Face, Feeling, Friends, Grace, Hell, Horror, Hurt Full, In the End, Inflict, Less Than Zero, Lifetime, Man's Inhumanity To Man, Memory, Mirror, More, Needed, Occur, Others, Poetry and Poems, Recognize, Rhyme, Shell, Time, Trouble, Truth, War, Why
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Danza Pieta
Danza Pieta by Michael DoyleNoisome crypts jangle the bones of innocenceWhere evil lingers knowing no pretenseOrgan music begins to play in its tonal rangeSomething wicked and something strangeParanoia, whispered fears, and shades of doubtEcho like unfriendly notes raised into a … Continue reading
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Tagged Black Death, Bones, Cause, Crypt, Danza Pieta, Death, Echo, Evil, Fragility, Imagery, Innocence, Insensibility, Memento Mori, Momento Mori, Organ Music, Paramoia, Philosophy, Poetry, Poetry and Poems, Sacred, Sensuality, Stoicism, Terror, Tonal Range, Unfriendly Notes, Vain, Wicked
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Whatever the Day’s Length
Whatever the Day’s Lengthby Michael DoyleWhatever the day’s lengthMy joy in the Lord gives me strengthI say this in all that I speakFrom the ocean shore to the mountain’s peakGod is present in my every dayHe is here as I … Continue reading
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Tagged Above, All, Blessed, Calvary, Console, Darkness, Day's Length, Every Day, Forgiveness, Fullness of God, God, Grace, Grave, Harshness, His Love, Holy Name, Joy, Life, Light, Love, Mountain's Peak, Near, Nothing, Ocean Shore, Poetry and Poems, Pray, Reigning Down, Same, Say, Soul, Speak, Strength, The Lord, Whatever
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The Influence of Pulp Fiction
The Influence of Pulp Fictionby Michael DoyleScience fiction without a snarkDidn’t just materialize out of the darkIn 1926, Hugo Gernsback, without a lot of gloryCame to publish the first Amazing StoriesFrom the cover of this first, we might knowThe Hugo … Continue reading →