Tag Archives: Scene

Something About Respect

Something About Respectby Michael DoyleIt was a different lifeA different sceneLife was toughAnd the streets were meanLife was about respectAsking for the something better to be hadWas maybe a bit too much to expectBut the beauty seen could make him … Continue reading

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Voices Speak

Voices Speakby Michael DoyleVoices speak over one another requiring choiceWhere should we focus with more than one voiceIt’s wholly revolutionary moving past the situationWith disgruntled perspectives knowing absorptionThe simple man always wants to speak the truthBut so few have listened … Continue reading

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Social Media Blues

Social Media Bluesby Michael DoyleIt’s really kind of funnyAbout this social media sceneIt really kind of bugs meHow all these geniuses want to vent their spleenWeren’t these guys the same onesWho sat in back, claiming they were street smartAdmiring oil … Continue reading

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Specter of A Well Aimed Gun

Between the chase scenes, I believe science fiction grapples on some of humanity’s biggest questions.  Do you? Specter of A Well Aimed Gun by Michael Doyle Specters of a gun take aim Innocent of the perceptions slain Fooled by the … Continue reading

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Relative Complicity

Na/GloPoWriMo Day 12 asks that we who take up the challenge of finding something dull that we’re willing to give away.  Well, sorry, but I’m twisting this into something that can never be owned, only given and that is so … Continue reading

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Clever As Your Dreams

Does anyone else remember going to the circus as a kid?  I think that was one of those memories for me that will live forever.  It was shocking to me later to find out that some were afraid of clowns.  … Continue reading

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