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Tag Archives: Talons
The Mothman Cometh
The Mothman Comethby Michael DoyleGraceful yet frighteningI saw him by lightening With two red eyes glaringI couldn’t help staringPleading his wild eyed mysteryA part of West Virginian historyThis mysterious sort of beingThat the moonlight might bringA chilling whisper finds its … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Being, Blame, Breath, Bring, Cornfield, Courage, Danger, Death, Doom, Fear, Feeling Lost, Fog, Frightening, Game, Glare, Graceful, History, Late Night, Moonlight, Mothman, Mysterious, Mystery, Outrun, Poetry and Poems, Prank, Red Eyes, Run, Sight, Span, Spell, Stare, Stranger, Talons, West Virginian, Whisper, Wings
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First Principles: The Time To Guard Against Corruption and Tyranny, Is Before They Have Gotten Hold On Us
“The time to guard against corruption and tyranny, is before they shall have gotten hold on us. It is better to keep the wolf out of the fold, than to trust to drawing his teeth and talons after he shall … Continue reading
Posted in First Principles
Tagged Corruption, Enter, First Principles, Fold, Guard, Hold, Talons, Teeth, Thomas Jefferson, Time, Tyranny, Wolf
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Waters of Life
Waters of Lifeby Michael DoyleNavigating the waters of lifeFrom dreams of others comes lateThe sacrifices are not in vainFor the dreams and nightmares on the mainTo open one’s eyes and seeThe rebirth needed for eternityDreaming of the endless nightThe one … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Abel, Answers, Avarice, Battle Flag, Blame, Blood, Cain, Days, Death, Dreams, Dreams and Nightmares, Endless Night, Eternal Quest, Eternity, Eyes, Fallen Glory, Fell, Found, Future, Go Wrong, Hell, Immortality, Know, Life, Light, Lucifer, Main, Morning, Murder, Murders, Navigate, Pride, Rain, Ravens, Rebirth, Sacrifice, See, Sight, Story, Tale, Talons, Tangled Web, Three, Vain, Victim, Waking World, Waters
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Life Out of Balance
Life Out of Balanceby Michael DoyleThe specter of death springs forth with its talonsAs we seek to live lives far too far out balanceCertain as we can be with any semblance of certitudeThat we are striving to have just the … Continue reading
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Tagged Alive, Bended Knee, Bluff, Certitude, Contrary, Death, Familiar, Hands, Life, Living Years, Love of God, Necessary, Need, Out of Balance, Poetry and Poems, Rearrange, Recharge, Right Attitude, Rush, Seed, Talons, Tears, Thrive, Zenith
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