Tag Archives: Writing

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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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

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Signs of Peace In An Artificial World

Signs of Peace In An Artificial Worldby Michael DoyleI grew up strong and being taught what it meansTo walk justly and forthright with other human beingsThis meant that one didn’t have to fight to be a manThrowing one’s weight around … Continue reading

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