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First Steps Into the Shatter Zone
First Steps Into the Shatter Zoneby Michael DoyleSometimes, I allow myself an inward journeyAs I seek to know what the past means to meToday, nestled in my roadside booth I find myself eating tacos as I seek out the truthWhat … Continue reading
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Tagged Cortez, Destruction, First Steps, God, Gold, History, Inward Journey, Legacy, Mexico, Poetry and Poems, Roadside Booth, Shatter Zone, Spain, Tacos, The Past, Travel, Truth, Two Paths of Madness, Writing
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Oneshotted Into Nihilism
Oneshotted Into Nihilismby Michael DoyleIt’s no longer pay-to-play but pay-to-winWith a milkshake duck, where do we beginMutating in iterative references made more visibleSocial media has mostly made us all more miserableWords rise from the internet’s tepid muckClaiming glory and defamation … Continue reading
Remembering Prince
Remembering Princeby Michael DoyleI remember listening to a nightingale singSomewhere in Europe and just about springAnd thinking about things dismissed in hasteA lot of which was only my imagined wasteOne of these was Prince, dead at fifty-sevenDid find his way … Continue reading
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Tagged America Singing, Argue, Blind, Dark Side, Decay, Deep Discography, Delay, Diminutive, Dirty-Minded Minstrel, Dismiss, Europe, Eyebrow, Eyes, Feedback, Fifty-Seven, Forgotten, Freedom, Funky Treasure, Grief, Harm, Haste, Heaven, Hum, Life, Loaded Dice, Lost Culture, Love, Measure, Melody, Memories, Memory, Minor Gods, Mourning Doves, Music, Musical Genres, Nightingale, Pain, Poetry, Poetry and Poems, Price, Prince, Pulse, Purple Rain, Rain, Remember, Reverence, Reverie, Rock-n-Roll, Shape of One, Soft Voice, Somehow, Something From Nothing, Soul, Sound, Spring, Strong Spirit, Surprise, The Purple One, Time, Transcend, Trtuh, Waste, Wicked Charm, Wisdom, Writing
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Thought For the Day: Poetry Is the Art of Creating Imaginary Gardens With Real Toads
“Poetry is the art of creating imaginary gardens with real toads.” -Marianne Moore, poet (15 Nov 1887-1972) — Marianne Moore was a poetess nominated for a Nobel Prize in Literature based on her use of formal innovation, precise diction, irony, … Continue reading
Never Want To Say Good Night
Never Want To Say Good Nightby Michael DoyleThe bossa nova moved us to the dance floorWith the Brazilian beat, we couldn’t ignoreMy plunging heart was flown in from aboveEvery moment spent with you calls me to loveThe shine in your … Continue reading
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Tagged A Little More, Above, Aim To Please, All the Same, Always Love, Back Again, Black Dress, Bliss, Book of Life, Born To Please, Bossa Nova, Brazilian Beat, Breath, Burn, Caress, Close, Connection, Dance Floor, Desire, Drift Away, Drive Deep, Every Moment, Every Touch, Explore, Eyes, Fire, Flame, Glide, Heart, Ignore, Inch By Inch, Infatuation, Inspiration, Kiss Me, Laugh, Life, Lose Control, Love, Love Games, Loving Lips, Make Love, Mind, Moon, My Name, Never Want, Passion, Perfection, Play of Eyes, Poetry, Poetry and Poems, Pulse, Reasons, Reasons Why, Satisfaction, Say Good night, Seductive Spirt, Shaking Knees, Shine, Sigh, Smile, Smooth Skin, Sould, Sweet Kiss, Tantalize, Tell You Please, Thinking Of, Wife, Writing, Your Eyes, Your Time
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Thought For the Day: Silence Is Only Frightening To People Who Are Compulsively Verbalizing
“Silence is only frightening to people who are compulsively verbalizing.” – William S. Burroughs, The Job Interviews With William S. Burroughs — In all his phases and evolutions, William S. Burroughs was perhaps more radical than most of the Beat … Continue reading
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Tagged book-review, Books, Compulsive, Confront, Counterculture, Discomfort, Free, Freedom, Fright, Literature, People, Philosophy, Postmodern Fiction, Rumor, Silence, Still, The Beat Generation, The Marginalized, The Naked Lunch, The Quiet, Thought For the Day, True Peace, Truth, Verbalize, William S. Burroughs, william-burroughs, Writing
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Wondering About My Errors
Wondering About My Errorsby Michael DoyleI have been looking in the mirrorRevisiting all my errorsI have been thinking about the pastAll the beliefs that didn’t lastThe Devil visits my mindShowing ruins that I left behindBurning bridges to yesterdayIt seems so … Continue reading
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Tagged Babylon, Belief, Belligerent Youth, Burning Bridges, Castaway, Devil, Different Light, Done, Dreaming, Drift Away, Emotional Targets, Error, Errors, Fortune, Frontiers, Identity, LandMines, Living Life, Long Way, Lost Child, Love, Me, Memory, Mirror, Moments, Music, No Man's Land, Ocean Away, Past, Poems, Poetry, Poetry and Poems, Punchline, Ramble On, Ruins, Sheltering Sky, Sleep, Species, Tears, Truth, Weep, Why, Wonder, Writing, Yesterday
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Thought For the Day: The Only Advice Anybody Can Give Is, If You Wanna Be A Writer, Keep Writing. And Read All You Can, Read Everything
“The only advice anybody can give is, if you wanna be a writer, keep writing. And read all you can, read everything.” – Stan Lee
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Tagged Advice, All, Anybody, Everything, Give, Read, Stan Lee, Thought For the Day, Writer, Writing
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Pushback On A Throw Away Life
Pushback On A Throw Away Lifeby Michael DoyleWords are frequently flungLike bells that can’t be un-rungThere remains work to be doneWe can’t turn away before it’s wonFor those with caring heartsThis is off to a rough startPeople who deserve next … Continue reading →