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A Dragon Born
A Dragon Bornby Michael DoyleIn the province of Henan, gungfu was bornTo rise to defeat China’s enemies as swornShaolin’s grace side by side with Tai Chi’s schoolBrought honor to their disciples’ ruleA battle head was one of strictly set contestFighting … Continue reading
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Tagged All That Is Left, Alley Ways, Anger and Pride, Avoid, Battle, Born, Brick, Building Up, China, Contest, Deciding Factor, Defeat, Disciple, Discipline, Dragon, Ebb and Flow, Enemy, Equilibrium, Every Moment, Extra Weight, Fall, Fate, Fights, Forget, Game, Glass, Glory, Grace, Gracious, Grow, Gungfu, Hard Learned, Henan, Hollywood, Honor, Humility, Importance, Increase, Increasing Strife, Inside, Keep Control, Lessons, Life Comes, Live, Live Strong, Live Yet Another Day, Lost In Life, Need, Other Person's Head, Pain, Path, Penance, Poetry and Poems, Power, Province, Restoration, Rule, Seal, Seifoo, Shaolin, Share, Side By Side, Skill, Spirit Unbroken, Spoken, Step By Step, Street, Strict, Tai Chi, Tea, Torn Down, Trick, True, Unspoken, Victory's Crown, Ways, When, Whisper, Will, Win, Won, Words
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Chosen to Live
Chosen to Live by Michael DoylePraying to a God of second chancesRecovering from life breaks and broken romancesWe have become one of the familyThrough the glory and the days of dramedyWe say our prayers in thankfulnessGrateful for God’s role in … Continue reading
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Tagged Born, Chosen, Difference, Glory, God, Hard Knocks, Linking Arms, Live, Magnificence, Mourn, One of the Family, Poetry and Poems, Pray, Rejoice, Sanctified, Second Chances, Thankfulness, Three Lock Box
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First Principles: Born In Other Countries, Yet Believing You Could Be Happy In This, Our Laws Acknowledge, As They Should Do, Your Right To Join Us In Society, Conforming…To Our Established Rules
“Born in other countries, yet believing you could be happy in this, our laws acknowledge, as they should do, your right to join us in society, conforming, as I doubt not you will do, to our established rules.” – Thomas … Continue reading
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Tagged Acknowledge, Believing, Born, Conform, Established Rules, First Principles, Happy, Law, Other Countries, Right, Society, Thomas Jefferson
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Na/GloPoWriMo #5: Pennsylvania In Transformation
Na/GloPoWriMo #5: Pennsylvania In Transformationby Michael DoyleBased on the prompt and Pennsylvania – Poetry Daily (poems.com)Other children, live freely and wildAs though energized to win the fight -Standing as I stood.Said in brave silenceWith me, as though violencesaid in shout. … Continue reading
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Tagged All Learning, As It Were, Bit, Born, Brave, Children, Down-n-Out, Empty, Energized, Feels Done, Fight, Holding Breath, Knowing, Lacking Game, Let It Go, Life, Life Free, Me, Moment, Na/GloPoWriMo, Other Is Due, Pennsylvania, Poem, Poetry and Poems, Quiet, Said, Short, Shout, Silence, Something, Stand, Stood, Stopped, Transformation, Uttering, Verse, Violence, Wild
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Kept In A Hillside Perspective
Kept In A Hillside Perspectiveby Michael DoyleI’ve heard a lot of jokesAbout being close to inbredIt’s the kind of a thingThat rolls around in my headOver and over againPlaying a memory’s allusionAgainst something, I can’t defendAs I have been searching … Continue reading
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Tagged Allowed, Allusion, Awkward, Believe, Born, Burn, City Folk, Come True, Comfortably Grown, Confusion, Cool, Country Folks, Defend, Discerned, Dreams, Driven, Every Inch, Forgotten, Go Through, Grief Lived, Head, Helps Keep Things In Perspective, Her time, Hillbillies, Hills, Hillside, Hope Given, Hurts, Incendiary, Inisde, Joke, Kept, Learn, Legendary, Lessons Learned, Life, Little Battles of Life, Lived, Lord Wills, Loud and Proud, Make It, Me, Memory, Momma, Mother's Knee, My Momma, Never Lived, Nobody, Only Listen, Other Names, Perspective, Poetry and Poems, Powerfully, Pre-School, Presence of the Lord, Proud But Few, Quietly Fought In, Read, Reflective, Reminded, Rocky Road, Search, Shames, Sound, Stupid, There, Things Said, This Moment, Told, Unfortunate, Want To, West Virginia
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A Mustang’s Spirit
A Mustang’s Spiritby Michael DoyleA mustang’s spirit can never be brokenThe wild wind said in words unspokenInto the sky, the story of wild turned to loveBorn in a meadow with only the stars aboveSkies as endless as these were beautifulShy … Continue reading
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Tagged Ache, Actuality, Bad Days, Beautiful, Born, Broken, Call of Freedom, Coming, Composed, Destiny, Endless, Final Truth, Full S;pirit, Gentle, Give and Take, Keeps, Kind, Learning, Longest Journey, Love, Love Is Never Far, Love Without Measure, Meadow, Mustang, Never Forsake, Noble, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Range, Ride, Rising, Shaken, Shortest Night, Shy But Strong, Sight, Skies, Sky, Spirit, Stars, Stars Above, Surprising, Symphony, Taken, Talk, The Fire, Time Tells, Truth of Personality, Turned, Turned Around, Wild, Wild Spirit, Wild Wind, Without Sympathy, Wonderful, Words Unspoken, World
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Wounds Let In the Light
Wounds Let In the Lightby Michael DoyleThey say our wounds let in the lightI don’t know if it’s by experience or second lightBut something about this notion is wound tightAnd from what I have seen, perhaps they’re rightThe worst wound … Continue reading
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Tagged Bear, Believed, Better Selves, Born, Clear, Comfort, Dead, Deeply Understood, Defend, Enter, Experience, Fatality, Fate, Forced Wrong, Give Almost Anything, Guilt, Immortality, Innately Good, Innocent, Lane, Life, Light, Little Left, Moral Injury, Mortality, Name, No Going Back, Notion, Ourselves, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Right, River, Same, Sear, Second Light, Seen, Self-Confessed, Shame, Sin, Smoke Clears, Soul, Stood, To Return, War's End, Worst Wound, Wound Tight, Wounds
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Thought For the Day: It Is Perhaps A More Fortunate Destiny To Have A Taste For Collecting Shells Than To Be Born A Millionaire
“It is perhaps a more fortunate destiny to have a taste for collecting shells than to be born a millionaire.” -Robert Louis Stevenson, novelist, essayist, and poet (13 Nov 1850-1894)
Posted in First Principles
Tagged Born, Collect, Destiny, Fortunate, Millionaire, Perhaps, Robert Louis Stevenson, Shells, Taste
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Story Book Connection
Story Book Connectionby Michael DoyleWe met in a moment of quiet conversationOur talking led to smiles without hesitationAnd with every further touch I now findYou are the one that will never be left behindTo me there never really was a … Continue reading
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Tagged Angel, Beauty, Born, Busy, Child, Connection, Dream, Feeling, Feelings, God, Guitar, Happiness, Heart, Heitation, Hesitation, Joy, Magic, Met, Never Left Behind, Photogrpah, Poem, Poetry, Question, Quiet Conversation, Reveal, Sharing, Show, Smiles, Song, Story Book, Talking, The one, Time, Today, Token of My Affection, Tomorrow, Touch, Touching You, True Loe, Twice, Week, Your Heart
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