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Humanity’s Eclipse
Humanity’s Eclipseby Michael DoyleIt seems worthy of recallThat none of us has a crystal ball.We might want to see what’s next,But the best we have is what connects.Will it be humanity’s eclipse – As we fall before a robot apocalypse?Or … Continue reading
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In Moving Pictures
In Moving Picturesby Michael DoyleDrawing on our life’s experienceThere are characters of preference.They serve as molds of imagination.So much of life is pure improvisation.The charm that got us byAs we hustled to give life our try.The shots of the frame-by-frameAre … Continue reading
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Tagged Artistry, Behind, Blow By Blow, Brilliance, Brothers, Brutality, Bullets, Characters, Charm, Chemistry, Cinematic Magic, Dalliance, Deep Dive, Differently, Divine Spark, Draw, Experiment, Fashion of Truth, Feel, Fifty Years, Frame, Friendship, Game, Glory, Grown, Heart, Humility, Hustle, Imagaination, Improvisation, Inspiration, Knights, Known, Life, Life's Experience, Light, Light From Dark, Lights, Love, Mind, Mold, Moving Pictures, Night, Okay, Poetry and Poems, Preference, Pushing Forward, Real, Reverently, Score, Shots, Sin, Sixteen, Spirituality, Story, Switchblade Knife, Visceral, Well, Writing
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The Shaman’s Missing Chord
The Shaman’s Missing Chordby Michael DoyleThe struggle for life’s force,The mystery in seeking its source,Blazed as Morrison’s eyes glow.On what side would we learn to know.It’s easier to scare an audience,Portraying the figure of scorn and diffidence.Twirling into a dance … Continue reading
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Tagged Ascent, Audience, Blaze, Boots, Born, Breaking Waves, Celebration, Character, Colonnade, Describe, Diffidence, Distance, Endless Passages, Energy, Eyes, Half-Alert, Hurt, Imagery, Jim Morrison, Know, Life's Force, Lizard King, Miss, Missing Chord, Muddy Canals, Mystery, Pattern, Poet and Madman, Poetry, Poetry and Poems, Puzzle, Quest, Scare, Scorn, Secret Graves, Sentiment, Shaman, Sing, Source, Stars, Struggle, Surrealistic Images, Sword, The Doors, Treasures, Twirl, Unresolved, Vision, Writing
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Hard In the Stumble
Hard In the Stumbleby Michael DoyleIt seems we are all morally inarticulate.It was nothing that I thought to anticipate.I’m holding on to constellations that won’t speak,No matter how much stardust begins to leak.American depression has become today’s obsession.Drugs, alcohol, and … Continue reading
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Tagged Age of Cospiracy, Alcohol, American Depression, Anticipate, Circling Back, Constellations, Drugs, Frustration, Grumble, Hard, Health, Leak, Life, Marlon Brando, mental-health, Mind, Morally Inarticulate, Numbing Down, Obsession, Picasso, Poetry and Poems, Polarization, Relationships, Speak, Statdust, Stumble, Sucession, Suicide, Trauma, Writing
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The Guilt and Monstrosity of Luigi Mangione
The Guilt and Monstrosity of Luigi Mangioneby Michael DoyleNews wars say if it bleeds, it leadsIn this nation of monstrous misdeeds,It is really not all that deep,To focus on murder and death is cheap.It’s become symptomatic of modern society,To focus … Continue reading
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Tagged Attitude, Bleeds, Brutality, Cheap, Commodity, Criminal, Defend, Deny, Depose, Fray, Guilt, Guilty, Healthcare Industry, Hope and Optismism, Innocent Death, Laugh, Leads, Lionized, Luigi Mangione, Mean World Syndrome, Media, Meme, Mock, Modern Society, Modern Sociology, Monstrosity, Murder, Murder By Number, News, News Wars, Noble Deed, Norms, Not Guilty, Poetry and Poems, Politics, Pop Culture, Prophets, Purely Evil, Reform, reviews, Robin Hood, Same Breath, Shape, Social Media, Social Nihilism, Societal Vandalism, Substantive Meaning, System's Flaws, Thanatology, Unrepentant, Worth, Writing
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Poetry Is Simple
Poetry Is Simpleby Michael DoyleShe said writing poems is simple,Just write what you want to say.Then suddenly, it’s simple,Or so the natural-born poets say.They try to give the secret away,As if it were something of the everyday.Yet, what’s missing is … Continue reading
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Tagged Authenticity, Believe, Child's Face, Choked Up, Connection, Everyday, Fighting To Survive, Intrude, Life, Life's Struggles, Lonely Child, Loving Family, Making Food, Missing Clarity, Mother's Embrace, Natural-Born Poet, Negation, Play, Poems, Poetry and Poems, Poverty, Rejection, Say, Secret, Shared, Simple, Sorrow, Stay Above, Thought, Time and Again, Truth, Worse, Writing, Yesterday
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From High To Low
From High To Lowby Michael DoyleToo many people believe in the nicheAnd from there won’t budge an inch.Truth? It pays to know about everythingBecause then, you can choose what to bringTo the party of life’s extremes.From this, you can learn … Continue reading
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Tagged Ability, Absuidity, Accumulation, Beat, Believe, Born, Budge, Despite, Developed, Dreams, Extraordinary, Extremes, Fusion, High, History, Horn, Improvised, Inch, Jazz, Know, Legendary, Low, Miss, More, Music, Nation, Needed, Niche, Ordinary, Plain English, Poetry, Poetry and Poems, Reality, Richness, Sensibility, Skill Set, Spread, Street Urchin, Syncopated, Truth, Wise, Writing
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Beneath the Skin
Beneath the Skinby Michael DoyleThere just beneath my skinAs simple as you pleaseIs the real me that beginsWith the will not to appeaseBut to be just who I am insideBehind my appearance, I hideDisguised by the roles I playIs the … Continue reading
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Tagged Appearance, Appease, Beneath, Blues, Disguise, Fiction, Guitar, Heart, Hide, Horror, Inside, Poetry, Poetry and Poems, Real Me, Road, Roles, Short Story, Simple, Skin, Str, Tales, Thousand voices, Writing
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Bob Dylan’s Blues
Bob Dylan’s Bluesby Michael DoyleBob Dylan’s tangle was a lot more than blueIts effect has had a multi-generational hueHis music, writing, and lyrical poetryHas etched its way into the best of historyMost of us take part in shallow walk-on rolesThere … Continue reading
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Tagged Arrival, Bell Tolls, Blessed, Blood On the Tracks, Blues, Bob Dylan, Chimes, Context, Destiny, Electrified, Etch, Folk Reborn, Folk Tradition, Freedom, Heard, History, Home, Lasting Impression, Left Alone, Lives, Lyrical Poetry, Mr. Tambourine Man, Multi-generational Hue, Music, Poetic Expression, Poetry and Poems, Respect, Shallow, Success, Survival, Tangle, Walk-On Role, Worn, Writing
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Hills and Valleys to Die On
Hills and Valleys To Die Onby Michael DoyleStretching my SUV across the Greater Ohio ValleyI see what my travels bring closer to meHere in what were once considered idle spacesAre the dreams that leave me etching their tracesThe displacement is … Continue reading
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Tagged Borders, Bullets, Complexity, Debt, Die On, Displacement, Dreams, Ghosts of the Past, Greater Ohio Valley, Harmony, Hills, History, Idle Spaces, Iroquois, Muse, Mystic Dance, Poetry and Poems, Shadow, Short Story, Silver Tongues, SUV, Traces, Travel, Valleys, War Cry, Wilderness, Writing
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