Looking into the twinkle in your eyes Truth is told simply without any alibis I love the way you hold me close at night And even closer with the morning's light
Two hearts learning to beat as our one Loving you is easier with each passing sun Your tenderness melts away my fears Your laugh erases my worries and my tears
A lifetime spent would be to short to say Anything deeper than my love for you today When we dance, I feel your body sway And I have nothing deeper than to say
I want to spend the rest of my life loving you Because of who you are and all that you do I want to sing to you love songs you want to hear But most of all, I know I'll always want you near
Seems that the God I worship has given me this chance And every moment with you, I spend in a trance Hypnotized by your eyes and your heart's beat My dear, you are so loving, tender and sweet
(c) October 16, 2020 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
“As there is a degree of depravity in mankind which requires a certain degree of circumspection and distrust.” – James Madison, Federalist No. 55 (1788)
I believe I know the why Of why a weeping willow cries When there was no time for goodbye And that's the case for each of us who dies
Even in the best case of stability There lies the uncanny probability That the worth of love is in the risk of losing And we do this from own choosing
There are the truths that serve us most Each of us hiding from our inner ghosts Gathered around for one more story Told with great flourish and all the glory
The best ghost stories find home in the country These are the tales that chill you and me Served with a beverage to sip and quietly drink To warm the heart while giving time to think
Caught within the ambiguity of question Is how such imperfections are accepted without hesitation What lies beyond the ease of our living illusion And is it something to be accepted in its defusion
If one is the good then how about reaching for two With the air of a mystery without a clue Thoughts that bring a night to its illuminated end In a wondering of what's just beyond the bend
It's a bit of a run on and on situation Given in spurts of death by cold imagination The superstition finds it's storied voice When people die, some even by tragic choice
(c) October 15, 2020 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
Getting To the Photographer's Prize by Michael Doyle
If you don't want to be left in the lurch It is always best to start with research Trying to find the photo with something to say Cannot best be left to an improvised day
There is not time in life's presentation To put up with the mental aggravation Of hearing, "you should have been here yesterday" Stuck like a deer in the headlights of what to say
You cannot shoot what just isn't there That seems at worse abundantly clear It comes down to the web and email When we just have to know the details
There's a magic in nonverbal communication When we need access and intimation Wearing that proverbial smile on your face Is one of the best ways to get others to embrace
That dream you wish to share and to show Giving your best so that others might know It's often about making that connection To take the unique from the best direction
Finding the places visually loaded Is the photographer's blessing exploded Taking the time for the right opportunity In the focused game in all of its capacity
The secret is that homework equals access To the intrigue and dazzle others possess Never forgetting that photographer is the guest Of those who hold the keys to all of the best
Getting to the great is a function of time It's as simple as this; nothing quite sublime Shooting beyond the obvious captures the surprise And then the prize worthy of the observer's eyes
(c) October 14, 2020 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
“The purpose of life is not to be happy. It is to be useful, to be honorable, to be compassionate, to have it make some difference that you have lived and lived well.” -Ralph Waldo Emerson
“The present Constitution is the standard to which we are to cling. Under its banners, bona fide must we combat our political foes.” – Alexander Hamilton (1802)
“Create now a political court to echo the ideas of the executive and you have created a weapon . . . that can cut down those guarantees of liberty written into your great documents by the blood of your forefathers and that can extinguish your right of liberty, of speech, of thought, of action, and of religion.” – Burton K. Wheeler, Democrat and ardent New Dealer speaking against FDR’s packing of the Court to get his questionable programs through more quickly…
There is a significant and hugely important difference between appropriately filling the vacancy on the Supreme Court and talk of packing the Court after the election if the Democratic Party candidate runs. We will leave alone the fact that Mr. Biden keeps stating that he is running for Senate. Figurehead or not, if he wins the presidency, packing the court is certainly allowed under the Constitution but would over turn the traditions of our country held since approximately 1869 of having nine seated justices. When last attempted by FDR to aggressively push his Progressive agenda forward, even other New Dealers, such as Senator Burton K. Wheeler, rightly asserted this to be a dangerous matter that was subversive of the freedoms held dear by and in America. The Court is not a toy to be politicized.
Please read the following to better understand the implicit dangers of being complicit with this sort of morbid, political ploy. If this is moved on, our great nation will have indeed become a banana republic, America only in name not in principles nor in truth. The death knell of our nation will be sounded. With a last gasp, this grasp for political power will be too much and we will very likely be in a civil war. One in which thousands of Veterans will fight to our dying breaths if necessary to regain our cherished republic.
Heading out of Australia to escape this Aussie winter. First stop Japan, then UK/Ireland and if work doesn't call me back, onto Chicago. I will make it up as I go along
