Tag Archives: Breakdown

The Chicago Seven and Liberty

The Chicago Seven and Libertyby Michael DoyleThe American soul was in desperate measurePoisoned and depleted of blood and lost treasureFor the sake of a war that people didn’t understandOur republic’s principles died for in a foreign landThe Vietnam draft and … Continue reading

Posted in Poetry and Poems | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Things Remembered

Things Rememberedby Michael DoyleDespite the well of star-crossed tearsHaving had been ponded through the yearsOf one thing, I have certainly foundThat there are enough words to be chased aroundOne thing proven is the swollen sure chanceInvolved in each moment lived … Continue reading

Posted in Poetry and Poems | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Thought For the Day: He Who Has Struggled Constantly With His Ills Becomes Hardened Through Suffering and Yields To No Misfortune

“Bodies grown fat through sloth are weak, and not only labour, but even movement and their very weight cause them to break down. Unimpaired prosperity cannot withstand a single blow; but he who has struggled constantly with his ills becomes … Continue reading

Posted in Thought For the Day | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

What Color Is A Soul?

We’re half way through NaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo 2020 and it’s April 15th.   The stated optional objective is to write a poem reflective of the color of any particular brand of our choosing.  This brought to mind an argument brewing since the … Continue reading

Posted in Poetry and Poems | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

An Indictment of the 20th Century

We have lived through the bloodiest and cruelest century of mankind’s history.  God surely must be crying. An Indictment of the 20th Century by Michael Doyle Einstein insisted God did not play with dice While other insisted God needed no … Continue reading

Posted in Poetry and Poems | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment