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Thought For the Day: Unrestrained Political Authority, Thought It Be Confided To Masses, Cannot Be Trusted Without Positive Limitations
“Unrestrained political authority, though it be confided to masses, cannot be trusted without positive limitations, men in bodies being but an aggregation of the passions, weaknesses and interests of men as individuals.” – American writer James Fenimore Cooper (1789-1851
Together We Praise
Together We Praiseby Michael DoyleWe look together toward the futureThinking on those things to nurtureLike spending time in full devotionWe live lives deeper than the oceanWalking together as our tribe of lifeWalking together toward peace, away from strifeHand in gentled … Continue reading
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Tagged Blessing, Confide, Creation, Days, Devotion, Embracing, Facing, Faith, Future, Glory, Goodness and Love, Heaven, Jesus, Nurture, Ocean, Peace, Poetry and Poems, Praise, Salvation, Shine, Side By Side, Song, Steps, Strife, Together, Tribe of Life, Walking Together
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Oblique Stare
Oblique Stareby Michael DoyleI looked up in an oblique stareUpward into that cold ceilingFighting with God in my prayerHoping that my wish would be prevailingTwo daughters stood near by my sideI was not ready to leave behindAnd to my Lord, … Continue reading
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Tagged Adore, Another Day, Behind, Brave, Cold Ceiling, Confide, Cry, Daily Meditation, Deserve, Die, Fight, Forgiven, Given, God, Hear Me, Love, Medication, Mercy, My God, My Life, My Lord, Oblique Stare, Poetry and Poems, Prayer, Prevail, Question, Respect, Take My Life, Thankful, Time, Two Daughters, Understood, Wish, Year Later, Yours
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Weren’t Those the Teenaged Years?
Weren’t Those the Teenaged Years?by Michael DoyleThe teenaged yearsOf Saturday night solitudeWas a parade of smiles and tearsAnd many dramasWaiting to intrudeInto the happiness that cameAnd that provided the frameIn moments of ShakespeareThat kept us awakeMaking us braver than our … Continue reading
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Tagged Along the Way, Awake, Bless, Bolder, Brave, Broken Hearts, Choosing, Complexity, Confide, Contemplative, Dramas, Each Step, Edge, Edit, False Starts, Fear, Fight, Frame, Garden Variety, Good, Happiness, Hesitations, Hide, Human Beings, Inquisitive, Intrude, Issues, Losing, Million Ways, Moments, Negatives, Older, Passing By, Poetry and Poems, Positive, Questions, Saturday Night, Secrets, Seen, Shakespeare, Sigh, Smiles and Tears, Solittude, Souls, Take, Tears, Teenaged Years, Thinking, Thought, Tissues, Unseen, Walks, Wars of Love, Wobble, World, Younger Days
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Sins of My Father Remembered
Sins of My Father Rememberedby Michael DoyleShadowed in doubtTrapped within rootsOn a planet ringed by orbitalsSeeking, search for any way outLooking for any solution that contributesToward escaping the controlsIn the Hotel NevermoreIs a bottle of tearsFor all the lost waysWatch … Continue reading
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Tagged Ambitions, Atone, Bad, Binary Code, Bottle, Carry, Cashed In, Clickbait, Confide, Core, Days, Debts, Doubt, Dreams, Drop, Emptiness, Empty Years, Escape, Father, Feet, Fit, Good, Gorgonized, Ground, Honor, Horror, Hotel, Hours, Hypnotized, Knowledge, Living, Lost Ways, Moments, My Father's Shoes, Nevermore, Night, Nightmares, Planet, Poetry and Poems, Pours, Promises Made, Purest Love, Remember, Roots, Sarcasm, Screams, Search, Seldom Shared, Shadow, Shot Glass, Sins, Sins of My Father, Snares, Society, Solution, Soul, Stone, Suppressed, Tears, Thoughts, Trapped, Views, Whiskey, Wit
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There’s Maybe Nothing Better
There’s Maybe Nothing Betterby Michael DoyleThere is maybe nothingThat could be any betterHowever bright or gloomyThe day has turned the weatherThan spending this Sunday afternoonWatching dreams with my daughtersHearts overflowing with joy soonWatching Rudolph with their fatherThere’s nothing like a … Continue reading
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Tagged Allow, Better, Born, Bright, Confide, Daughters, Day, Differences, Dreams, Every Heart, Father, Fit, Follow, Girls and Boys, Gloomy, Good, Grow Up, Hearts, Hide, Joy, Lesson, Love, Loving World, Memory, Misfit, Misfit Toys, Nothing Better, One, Outrun, Place, Poetry and Poems, Room Enough, Rudolph, Sunday Afternoon, Together, Tomorrow, Troubles, True, Understood, Weather, World, Yesterday
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In the Tragedy of Wisdom
In the Tragedy of Wisdomby Michael DoyleAs we sit writing for an audienceAimed as it is to somehow pleaseThe words of Shakespeare and SophoclesShine in all of their brillianceOne wrote for the strong, just kingThe other in the promise of … Continue reading
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Tagged Action, Aim, Annals, Aristotle, Athenian, Audience, Brilliance, Capacity, Cathartic, Central Issue, Citizenry, Confide, Consequence, Decision, Dedication, Democracy, Depths of Sorrow, Disposition, Educate, Education, Every Century, Fallen, Fear, Good, History, Human Pride, Humanity, Initiation, King, Madness, Mistake, Morality, Night, Nobility, Persuasion, Philosophy, Pity, Playwright, Please, Poetry and Poems, Pure, Recompense, Sadness, Shakespeare, Sophocles, Sovereignity, Tragedy, Truth, Unafraid, Wisdom, Works, Write
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To Live Beyond the Grave
To Live Beyond the Graveby Michael Doyle There are things I think onThat I wish not to be goneThere are words I have saidThat might help others ahead it’s these things I would saveTo extend these beyond the graveIn hope … Continue reading
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Tagged Adding Up To Nothing, Ahead, Aspiration, Beyond the Grave, Choose To Write, Confide, Cried, Dare, Dreams, Emptiness, Extend, Gone, Grave, Happiness, Help Others, Hope, Inspiration, Into, Keep, Lead, Live, Mean, Might, Need, Not Today, Paper, Poetry and Poems, Purpose, Said, Save, Secrets, Share, Smiles, Someone, Something, Something Yet To say, Stepped, Tears, Things I Think On, Words, Words of Care, Words of Hope
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Great Things Come Unexpected
Great Things Come Unexpectedby Michael DoyleI have found in lifeThat it’s not to be neglectedTo say only that sometimesGreat things come unexpectedOpportunity sometimes fallsRight into our lapsAnd when that chance callsWith its rings or its rapsIt’s the only answer that … Continue reading
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Tagged Accident, Better Days, Calls, Chance, Confide, Falls, Forget, Found, Give, Great Things, Heaven Sent, Hide, Into Our Laps, Let Heaven Guide Us, Life, Live To Learn, Lives Well Lived, Neglected, Only Answer, Opporutnity, Our Ways, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Prove, Provident, Raps, Really Meant, Rings, Run, Sometimes, Teach, Tell, Time To Time, Truly Live, Unexpected, Won't Regret
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