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Tag Archives: Tragedy
A Razor’s Truth
A Razor’s Truthby Michael DoyleIn a time when all eyes Should be looking toward the skiesFilled with wonder and majestyThere’s a preference for conspiracyThe more is, the better if mired in tragedySometimes, it feels more like a comedyPeople are mystified … Continue reading
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Tagged About, Age of Allegation, Age of the Woke, Altered Hymns, Astronaut, Babe In the Manger, Belief, Better, Blind, Brok, Business, Challenge, Child, Church of Believers, Church of England, Clear, Comedy, Conspiicous, Conspiracy, Dare, Day, Distinguish, Doubt, Drones, Edge, Expected, Eyes, Forget, Grief, Hide, Hypocrisy, Levity, Majesty, Mired, More, Mysteriously, Mystified, Nonbelievers, Not Simply Business, Nothing To Find, Okay, Outside World, People, Poetry and Poems, Preference, Puzzle, Questioins, Razo's Truth, Regret, Relevancy, Resupply, Sameness, Santa Hats, Simple, Skies, Telling Their Truth, The Church, The Nativiity, This Truth Thing, Time, Tragedy, Want, Why, Wonder, Youth
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Thought For the Day: Life Is A Comedy For Those How Think and A Tragedy For Those Who Feel
“Life is a comedy for those who think and a tragedy for those who feel.” – Horace Walpole, novelist and essayist (24 Sep 1717-1797)
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Tagged Comedy, Feel, Horace Walpole, Life, Think, Those, Thought For the Day, Tragedy
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Second Chance Poker
Second Chance Pokerby Michael DoyleYou don’t truly knowWhat it’s like to live hollowHaving nowhere to goLiving in a jail cell’s shadowClinging to who you used to beSilently hoping for your dignityFeeling like your honor is goneIs this life worth going … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Blood, Chase, Cling, Comedy, Dignity, Disguise, Disintegration, Eyes, Fire, Grief, Hollow, Imagination, Indignation, Innocence, Jail, Killer, Life, Mud, Noose, Poetry and Poems, Poker, Relief, Rolling Up, Second Chance, Sorrow, Soul, Tears, Time, Tomorrow, Tragedy, Violence
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Grief and Memory
Grief and Memoryby Michael DoyleAdmittedly, I have never really been oneTo follow the lives of those holding celebrityFor the most part, when it’s all said and doneI’ve had even less time for British royaltyBut the turn of news imparted quite … Continue reading
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Tagged Beach, Bleed, British Royalty, Canncer, Casual Jeans, Celebrity, Civility, Colbert, Compassion, Crass, Cruel, Decency, Dignity, Example, False Headlines, Family, Follow, Grief and Memory, Hope and Dignity, Kate Middleton, Late Night, Malady, Media Strategy, Mercy, Mindset, Modest Truth, Mongrels, Mother With Young Children, News, No Stranger, Paparazzi, Poetry and Poems, Posture, Pray, Preach, Regret, Reject, Respect and Dignity, Said and Don, Strong, Strong As We Must Be, Tomorrow, Tragedy, Treat, TV Comedy, Underpass, Unfeeling, Whispered Wounds
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In Healing Hymn
In Healing Hymnby Michael DoyleTo be human is to fantasizeMore than can be seen with naked eyesWorried about what ghouls might beAfter death’s last-breath tragedyWe keep our eyes on what is nextAnd all the riddles that do connectCaught in our … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Arrogance, Bittersweet, Blasphemy, Breath, Burn, Bury, Climb, Conceal, Courage, Cure, Death, Desceration, Die, Dream, Endure, Fadeaway, Faithlessness, Fantasize, Flowers, Fluidity, Ghouls, God, Grave, Grow, Heal, Health and Sickness, Heart, Heartbreak, Heaven's Gate, Hesitation, Human, Hymn, Know, Lives, Lullaby, Measure, Memories, Mortal Love, Mountain, Mourn, Mystic, Naked Eyes, Offense, Pockets of Desolation, Poetry and Poems, Pursue, Question, Remembered, Resurrection, Riddles, Sacred Reason, Save, Sin, Sorrow, Sympathy, Timid Souls, Tomorrow, Tragedy, Treasure, Yesterday
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Orphan Bachelors
Orphan Bachelorsby Michael DoyleSelf-expression has become democratizedIn an era where everyone is traumatizedThe Asian experience is best understoodBy taking in the feelings, both bad and goodHowever minor these seem in their unfoldingThere’s nothing said that requires scoldingIt needs a historical … Continue reading
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Tagged Adversity, Alienation, America, American Family, Analyzation, Arguments and Resentments, Asian Experience, Ask, Assimilation, Balanced Devotion, Bloodless Crime, Burden, Chinese Families, Complete, Conflicting American Ideals, Confusion, Conversation, Dedication, Democratized, Dreams, Era, Exclusion, Eyes, Fabric, Feelings, Formation, Four Generations, Fraught, Generation, Generations, Hard Facts, Historical Legacy, Identity, Immigrant's Song, Impossible Task, In Depth Truth, Inheritance, Inspiriation, Language, Lasting Sorrow, Limits of Inclusion, Loneliness, Lore, Marginalization, Minor, Nation, Old Sojourners, Orphan Bachelors, Pain, Paper Sons, Passed-Through Experience, Poetry and Poems, Policy, Promise, Purpose, Quality, Question, Scold, Self Expression, Story, Storyteller's Delusion, STuck, Tension, Tomorrow, Tragedy, Transparent, Trauma, Truth, Truth-Telling, Unborn, Understood, Unfolding
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Something Bleeding This Way Comes
Something Bleeding This Way Comesby Michael DoyleWord slithered along the corporate groundWhere all is ancient, and nothing new is foundSecrets told through half-truths revealedRemind us all of the things better off concealedPregnant pauses signal latent twists in positioningAs corporate successions … Continue reading
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Tagged Ancient, Birthright, Bleed, Children, Conceal, Corporate, Dinosaur, Endgame, Generation, Grave, Half-Truth, History, Inclination, Journey, Lament, Maturation, Motherhood, New, Pain and Misery, Pause, Poetry and Poems, Position, Recrimination, Reject, Save, Secrets, Something, Space-Age Messiah, Stoic, Sucession, Tragedy, Tranisition, Twist, Words, Wrench
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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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Tagged Adversary, Beaut, Bust, Clues, Conspiracy, Corporate Greed, Curious, Curt, Cynicism, Daffodils, Daughters, Destination, Dinosaurs, DNA, Dulle, Empty Vessel, Enemy, Fallen Kingdom, Genetic Manipulation, Hunger, Hushed Tones, Ignoble, Jurassic, Locusts, Manipulation, Movie, Mundane, Plot, Poetry and Poems, Real Life, Revealing, Sense of Wonder, Shoulders of Genuis, Show, Smile, Spoiler Alert, Tragedy, Trampled, Under Foot, Understood, Vapid Trust, Veloiraptor, Watch
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On the Tipping Point of Stupid
On the Tipping Point of Stupidby Michael DoyleOf all the thoughts on thought contributedThere it is on the tipping point of stupidThe calling of names that should bring shameYet, there it is in politics as if a gameSpeaking of trickle … Continue reading
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Tagged Against the Grain, Alinsky, Better, Dialogue, Election Points, Game, Media, Milieu, Names, Poetry and Poems, Politics, Reason, Rhetoric, Role, Season, Shame, Smart, Stategy, Stupid, Talking Heads, Talking Reason, The People, Think, Thought, Tipping Point, Together, Tragedy, Trickle Down Idoicy
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Politically Incorrect Revisited
Politically Incorrect Revisitedby Michael DoyleIs there some kind of fearThat we the people might persevereInto the rapid-fire shaking upCrystalized by making upToo many improvised linesSliding through topical landminesIn an approximation of real-timeThat edges up into the sublimeIt’s that take no … Continue reading →