“It is strange how often a heart must be broken before the years can make it wise.” – Sarah Teasdale
It is the anniversary of Sarah Teasdale’s birth.
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Thought For the Day: It Is Strange How Often A Heart Must Be Broken Before the Years Can Make It Wise
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First Principles: Do Not Wait; the Time Will Never Be ‘Just Right.’ Start Where You Stand, and Work With Whatever Tools You May Have At Your Command, and Better Tools Will Be Found As You Go Along
“Do not wait; the time will never be ‘just right.’ Start where you stand, and work with whatever tools you may have at your command, and better tools will be found as you go along.” – George Herbert
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Celebrity Wife (Celebrity Life)
Celebrity Wife (Celebrity Life)
by Michael Doyle
He says he loves her modesty,
But he won't allow her the dignity
Of choosing how she'll dress.
Her makeup is smeared into a mess.
Going out in public on her own,
Sitting on the grass and not her throne,
Allows others to see her personal taste
In the world of celebrity, that's a waste.
A celebrity wife its to be seen
As the star's goddess, not a human being.
She'll speak when she's spoken to
And she'll do as she's told to do.
All the little lies and deception
Danced in rock-n-roll in its insatiable conception.
A little girl plays at being a rock-n-roll queen.
It turns out she's a fragile human being.
Someone's thinking with too much imagination.
It's a life of constant celebration.
Despite the flash of too many paparazzi lights
There's an overwhelming harshness in these nights.
(c) August 7, 2026 Michael Doyle
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Tagged Allowance, Celebration, Celebrity Life, Celebrity Wife, Conception, Dance, Deception, Dignity, Dress, Fragility, Goddess, Human Being, Imagination, Lights, Little Lies, Makeup, Modesty, Nights, Personal Taste, Poetry and Poems, Public, Rock Star, Speak, Spoken, Throne, Waste
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Thought For the Day: What Keeps Faith Cheerful Is the Extreme Persistence of Gentleness and Humor
“What keeps faith cheerful is the extreme persistence of gentleness and humor. Gentleness is everywhere in daily life, a sign that faith rules through ordinary things: through cooking and small talk, through storytelling, making love, fishing, tending animals and sweet corn and flowers, through sports, music, and books, raising kids-all the places where the gravy soaks in and grace shines through. Even in a time of elephantine vanity and greed, one never has to look far to see the campfires of gentle people. Lacking any other purpose in life, it would be good enough to live for their sake.’ – Garrison Kellor
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First Principles: The Constitution Is the Origin and Measure of Legislative Authority. It Says To Legislators, Thus Far Ye Shall Go and No Farther
“The Constitution is the origin and measure of legislative authority. It says to legislators, thus far ye shall go and no farther. Not a particle of it should be shaken; not a pebble of it should be removed.” – William Paterson
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Love When the World Is Broken
Love When the World Is Broken
by Michael Doyle
There's no need to wonder
About how the world broke.
That still voice inside me
Whispered as it quietly spoke.
Too often we chased
Seeking the way over the pedestal
With chemicals and technology as we paced
And we surrendered doing what was sensible.
With one dirty bomb, the end began.
One by one, the world was undone.
Time upended as the stains ran.
But what ends turns back as it was begun.
A child looks out the broken window,
Toward a sky turned macrabe shades of red.
Our government's play game the people didn't know,
And from there, we will all end up dead.
Taken in sum for recompense,
Feelings are real and have consequence.
Even the end of the world has time for love,
Especially when it fits like a glove.
(c) August 6, 2026 Michael Doyle
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Tagged Broken, Chemicals, Dirty Bomb, Hase, Ideal, Love, Pedestal, Poetry and Poems, Still Voice, Surrender, Technology, The World, Whisper, Wonder, World
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Thought For the Day: Prayer Does Not Mean Simply To Pour Out One’s Heart. It Means Rather To Find the Way To God and To Speak With Him, Whether the Heart is Full Or Empty
“Prayer does not mean simply to pour out one’s heart. It means rather to find the way to God and to speak with him, whether the heart is full or empty.” – Dietrich Bonhoeffer
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First Principles: Sad Will Be the Day When the American People Forget Their Traditions and Their History, and No Longer Remember …Their Country
“Sad will be the day when the American people forget their traditions and their history, and so longer remember that the country they love, the institutions they cherish, and the freedom they hope to preserve, were born from the throes of armed resistance to tyranny, and nursed in the rugged arms of fearless men.” – Roger Sherman
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Not This Kid Anymore
Not This Kid Anymore
by Michael Doyle
I'm not that kid anymore.
The kid who looked into the backyard
Watching the monkeys play,
And wanting to play, too.
I'm not that kid anymore.
The kid who looked into the rainforest,
Just beyond the backyard,
And wondering with wide eyes
What might be there to find.
I grew into the man starting,
Starting the new adventure.
I learned of the Shawnee National Forest
And found myself looking from the Garden of the Gods.
It feels like a place called home,
Moving there with no one known,
I would make my home there.
I'm not that kid anymore.
The kid who dreamed of being Daniel Boone.
I am the man who knew he's not,
But will explore and photograph just the same.
I am ready to walk this new road,
And I will find where it goes.
Wherever it is that it may go.
There is so much to be seen.
I have mapped out the start and will go.
I don't know what I will find there.
But I feel it calling me just the same.
It sparks inside my soul.
The feeling is good, as if it's home.
My start of exploration has a feel that's right.
I am eager to see what's ahead
Because that kid has grown to become this man.
(c) August 5, 2026 Michael Doyle
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Tagged Adventure, Backyard, Daniel Boone, Exploration, Garden of the Gods, GPS, Home, Kid, Man, Map, Monkeys, New Road, Photography, Play, Poetry and Poems, Rainforest, Shawnee National Forest, The Phillipines, Wal, Wonder
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Thought For the Day: Instead of Being Afraid of the Challenge and Failure, Be Afraid of Avoiding the Challenge and Doing Nothing
“Instead of being afraid of the challenge and failure, be afraid of avoiding the challenge and doing nothing.” – Soncho Honda
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ALOHA PROMISES FOREVER 