“Is there no virtue among us? If there be not, we are in a wretched situation. No theoretical checks-no form of government can render us secure. To suppose that any form of government will secure liberty or happiness without any virtue in the people, is a chimerical idea.” – James Madison (1788)
Cumberland Falls
by Michael Doyle
Internet sites, articles, and word of mouth
Has Cumberland Falls as the Niagara of the South
And though we haven't made it to see the moonbow
We have been there to see the gentle waters flow
The Cumberland River's water ripples over the falls
As something beautiful to behold, but not that tall
It's a record of time that unfolds before the eyes
And seems all the more majestic just after sunrise
Giant boulders are all that tame this water
As we looked on it, two daughters and their father
We wondered at the changes come and gone
As the river forged its path to there and further beyond
Smoothly polished and roughly passed
The river flows on with a mark that will last
Its impression made on the Daniel Boone National Forest
Is an impression that lives up as promised
One day the girls and I will see that moonbow
Under a full moon's light, above the waterflow
And it will remind us of promises made and kept
Pinkies crossed, and sometime after many nights slept
(c) November 8, 2023 Michael Doyle
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“Without debate, without criticism no administration and no country can succeed and no republic can survive.” – John F. Kennedy
“I got the message. All of us get the message, sooner or later. If you get it before it’s too late or before you’re too old, you’ll pull through all right.” – Nat King Cole
In This Dance
by Michael Doyle
Even rivers know to ramble slowly
The end comes soon enough
If in the end, this world knows me
Someday, that will be enough
In the interrupted dream shades of the night
I wander alone through this twilight
Breathless as the thoughts I reminisce
My destiny had been met with a sweet kiss
Yet, in all the tears that are now felt
It is the love of life that causes us to melt
Breaking down the walls built of acrid ice
It's a God-given chance that rolls the dice
Even rivers know to ramble slowly
Pronouncing that the end comes soon enough
Toward that end, it seems the world knows me
And in this, I have found enough
It is easy then to fall under the spell
Of the sort of magic that compels
Us to take that moment's chance
Offering my hand to lead you in this dance
Wasn't it easy enough to find this spell
Enchanting as a sort of magic that compels
Each of us to take the risk and chance
As we lead each other through this dance
Even rivers know to ramble slowly
Ambling past the bridge to find just enough
That in the end, the world has come to know me
And in this end, I find that is just enough
(c) November 8, 2023 Michael Doyle
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As If the Last Time
by Michael Doyle
My heart keeps being haunted
By these half-remembered lines
The ones that are never wanted
Like a kiss given as if the last time
Here's looking at you, kid
She half smiles, keeping it hid
That heartbreak is only an emotion away
In that beautiful world of yesterday
A heart's journey can be a long trail
With no telling what luck will prevail
In a world tied to chaos as the cost
These are the wounded lives of those who have lost
It's a vacation that isn't anyone's choice
Complicated as it is with all the inner voices
That argue over these complications
Constantly caught in a world of anticipation
The Cafe Americain comes with its own drink
And a lot of doubt about what to overthink
But think we must whatever it is that we believe
Of changes that confuse us as they continue to deceive
(c) November 7, 2023 Michael Doyle
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“That In Controversies Respecting Property, and In Suits Between Man and Man, the Ancient Trial By Jury Is Preferable To Any Other and Ought To Be Held Sacred.” – George Mason
“Don’t wait for the Last Judgment. It takes place every day.” -Albert Camus, writer and philosopher (7 Nov 1913-1960)
Held Like A Dream...Let Go
by Michael Doyle
Life can make me weary
Dropping me down until I'm teary
Clinging to the edges as we sail into the night
It's as if we only have lanterns for light
After the day's journey, makes us tire
Come warm your feet by the fire
I am haunted by the memory
Of what all my life has meant to me
The blood on my hands tells me why
Life became a case of do or die
Taking that ferry to the other side
I run from my past and my wounded pride
Her beauty comes to me like moonlight
A vision of beauty in that dark night
And I loved her to the depths of my eyes
Her memory lingers in the tears in my eyes
Yesterday seems like a million years ago
As I travel onward and let my past go
I remember how I used to hold her like a dream
I remember how I used to hold her like my dream
(c) November 6, 2023 Michael Doyle
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“The rights of neutrality will only be respected when they are defended by an adequate power. A nation, despicable by its weakness, forfeits even the privilege of being neutral.” – Alexander Hamilton (1787)
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