Tag Archives: Thought

Dragged Into the Streets

Thinking a lot on education and civilization and why and how there seems to be quite a bit of confusion as to how each is allegedly to work out.    Fairly serious stuff and yet how can a person not … 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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First Principles: Having Lived Long, I Have Many Instances of Being Obligated…To Change My Opinions… I Thought Right But Found To Be Otherwise

“Having lived long, I have experienced many instances of being obligated, by better information or fuller consideration, to change my opinions even on important subjects, which I thought right but found to be otherwise.” – Benjamin Franklin, Speech on Sept. … Continue reading

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An Introduction of Light

Photography is a trick of light crafted to create the illusion desired.  It depends on ambient or found light and that introduced light that we use to reflect how we choose to see what we are viewing.  Or, ummm… something … Continue reading

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Manuscripts Don’t Burn

Day 22 of NaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo 2020!  The optional prompt being to use an idiomatic phrase from another language or popular in another country as a starting point. Manuscripts Don’t Burn by Michael Doyle Years ago when I was younger Words ate … Continue reading

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Simple Saturday

Day 17 of Na/GloPoWriMo 2020 invites us to poetically examine the simple pleasures that make up the Saturdays of our souls. Simple Saturday by Michael Doyle Simply Saturday Could be no other way But over coffee or tea To share … Continue reading

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Silence Is Our Reply

What was once thought the end is but the beginning and all the words make no difference when silence is our final reply. Silence Is our Reply by Michael Doyle In the black and white of integration There is a … Continue reading

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Turbo Charged

American History continues through the Kennedy presidency. Turbo Charged by Michael Doyle Nixon versus Kennedy; election 1960 Workhorse versus glamor; it hits me That the sleek athleticism of the New Frontier Was as distinctive as this election year The torch … Continue reading

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The Dark Days of Great War

American History marches on into World War I. The Dark Days of Great War by Michael Doyle Like a thunderstorm in the darkest night The Great War descended in Europe’s sight Suddenly, it seemed that August night All of its … Continue reading

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In A Still Sleeping Place Inside My Head

The for the fourth day of NaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo 2020 is: “…to write a poem based on an image from a dream”.    … and so I did…. In A Still Sleeping Place Inside My Head by Michael Doyle The feeling comes … Continue reading

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