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Last Chance

Life goes on despite having someone mouth off doesn’t it? Last Chance by Michael Doyle Tell me now, Do you have the cognizance That you might somehow Understand the fruits of consequence And when God speaks to you Dropped like … Continue reading

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On Robot Autonomy

It’s mind boggling really how science fiction has become so much our reality. On Robot Autonomy by Michael Doyle Stepping from science fiction into reality We find the arrival of robotic autonomy Though the worm hole we do yet go … Continue reading

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In A Place of Longing

Based in part on Augustine’s Enchiridion: In A Place of Longing by Michael Doyle I suppose there’s no sense in prolonging Stating that the gist of life is belonging The rumor has it that its in what we love And … Continue reading

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Second Sight of the Garden of Earthly Delight

Day 6 of NaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo 2020!  The prompt is to write an ekphrastic poem based on Hieronymous Bosch’s The Garden of Earthly Delight.  I elected to take the point of view of the artist or perhaps someone who is familiar with the … Continue reading

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So Much Sky

Ever been out in the middle of wilderness and realized the vastness of the universe and the smallness of humanity? So Much Sky by Michael Doyle So much sky That a person might get lost In a freedom one cannot … Continue reading

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Leaving Yesterdays Behind

What matters profit if it has cost your soul? Leaving Yesterdays Behind by Michael Doyle What it is that seems fit Is often enough a matter Devoted entirely to profit All other arguments shatter The implication is clear That neither … Continue reading

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Rules of the Beast I

A sort of start at a poetic retelling of the classic Dracula tale: Rules of the Beast I by Michael Romani As the approach is made to castle There is fear amongst its vassals A crucifix is given in protection … Continue reading

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Vision Strikes Its Pose

Always insight be it on stage or on screen, there’s a lot that goes into being a costume designer, right? Vision Strikes Its Pose by Michael Romani To design, to tell a story A costume in all its glory Accents … Continue reading

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Blood On Our Hands

Halloween poem #2 – mankind has the worse monsters and is seldom as kind as we might be if only we could. Blood On Our Hands by Michael Romani Our brutalities serve to shape us Though we wish to deny … Continue reading

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Boy Genius

Inspired by and dedicated to the vexatious life of Erik Satie. Boy Genius by Michael Romani Reeling out of control Unable to console The boy genius fights Taking confront in his nights Sideways bit of swagger Sliced into like a … Continue reading

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