Tag Archives: Clock

It’s Not So Funny Now

It’s Not So Funny Nowby Michael DoyleIt seems like the truth behind so many stories.We had to dare the lightning to find the glories.Yesterday’s lessons, we thought would never end,These were the moments we really needed a friend.It’s really not … Continue reading

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Counting the Days

Counting the Daysby Michael DoyleI hear from some voices to accentuateThe closest approximation to the positive.Sometimes that’s hard with all the dysfunctionalityThat comes from being part of the human family.I have to remind myself that I am not falling,And these … Continue reading

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Bumping Up Against

Bumping Up Againstby Michael DoyleBumping up against the edgesToes reaching out over the ledgesThe quest is given up for the idealAs we learn to settle for the realThe higher grounds are out of boundsAs we seek to find further soundsThat … Continue reading

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For Me and You

For Me and Youby Michael DoyleNo one has really asked my adviceBut I’ve seen lightning strike twiceEveryone’s part is more than necessaryTo be heard is not something contraryWe need to speak out on what we’ve heardWe need to share what … Continue reading

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Strategic Calculation

In remembrance of December 7, 1941: Strategic Calculationby Michael DoyleIt was a risk based on a strategic calculationThat brought the Japanese to their evaluationDecember 7, 1941, will live on in its infamyTaking its place within our nation’s memoryIt was a … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: The Perfection of A Clock Is Not To Go Fast, But To Be Accurate

“The perfection of a clock is not to go fast, but to be accurate.” – Luc de Clapiers, marquis de Vauvenargues, moralist and essayist (6 Aug 1715-1747)

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The Clock Keeps Ticking

The Clock Keeps Tickingby Michael DoyleFrom that pristine sense of momentWhen we come out of the wombThe clock starts tickingWith all its joy and tormentWe become the life in the roomMaking things happen through our kickingIt is in building the … Continue reading

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Back Chat of Eternal Insomnia

So many of us spend countless hours into the we hours of the night staving off the limited hours until the morning light.  Insomnia and its accompanying sleep exhaustion have claimed many of us and leading into less good than … Continue reading

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Pandemic 2020

The days are dark but we will get through this. Pandemic 2020 by Michael Doyle Mass graves mark the passing through Of the last major outbreak of flu There are not moments relegated to history But a devastating part of … Continue reading

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Standing On the Ledge

Today, dear readers, is New Year’s Eve.  I do hope each and every one of you has a truly beautiful, safe and wonderful New Year’s Eve! May your night and new morn be filled with the 20/20 of recalling nothing … Continue reading

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