Tag Archives: Show

Screaming the Dream

Screaming the Dreamby Michael DoyleWho would have believed Were my eyes deceivedCould this really beWithin any possibilityScreaming the dreamWho would have believedThe nutritional value of ice creamFactually known, not deceivedNow isn’t this something niceA glycemic index less than brown riceMaybe … Continue reading

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Jurassically Mundane

Jurassically Mundaneby Michael DoyleFinally caving in I’m watching the showWith my daughters whispering clues to knowIn hushed tones, I try not to be curtAs I insist on giving out my spoiler alertA sense of wonder has left the buildingBut I … Continue reading

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A Montage of Selective Outrage

A Selective Montage of Selective Outrageby Michael DoyleHave we finally got to the turn of the pageLiving life cut by cut of selective outrageIt seems so, or at least I have this hunchThat a few bad apples have spoiled the … Continue reading

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Club Handy

Club Handyby Michael DoyleEvery showman is a tricksterA sophisticated and tragically hipsterLeaving the girls with smiles on their facesMoving them deeply with his tracesIt’s a carnival of scamPutting on the ritualistic glamWith bated breath ready to flyAs heartbreak paints the … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: Neither Genius, Fame, Nor Love Show the Greatness of the Soul. Only Kindness Can Do That

“Neither genius, fame, nor love show the greatness of the soul. Only kindness can do that.” -Jean Baptiste Henri Lacordaire, preacher, journalist, and activist (12 May 1802-1861)

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Back In ’81

Back In ’81by Michael DoyleDo you rememberBack in ’81It had all been doneLighting our bootsWith low grade gasolineTo ignite the sparkAnd let it burnThe show is the showWith jagged rhythmsAnd the leads that flowWe didn’t knowDidn’t knowGot to let it … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: Today’s Democrat Party Wants You To Show A Vax Card In Order To Eat At A Restaurant. But They Don’t Want You To Show An ID Card In Order To Vote

“Today’s Democrat Party wants you to show a vax card in order to eat at a restaurant. But they don’t want you to show an ID Card in order to vote.” – House Minority Leader Kevin McCarthy

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Invitation To Change

Invitation To Changeby Michael DoyleChange a life with an invitationThe real thing given, not imitationChristmas comes in just a few daysLet’s show it in all of our waysIt’s worth it to think and recallThat Christ our savior came for us … Continue reading

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Gotta Get the Truth Out

Gotta Get the Truth Outby Michael DoyleBoth sides are rightBoth sides are wrongIn the dead of the nightWhere do I belong?The words that are saidWhen none should speakRoll around in my headAs I look down from this peakThere’s a lot … Continue reading

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Magical Realism

Magical Realismby Michael DoyleArt and thought are productsOf their own serial momentsPop culture and serious artAre both expressions of the heartTugged down into the complex mazeOf primeval strugglesBetween those who naval gazeAnd those who merely bungleMagical realism shines its conceitAs … Continue reading

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