Tag Archives: Different

From the Silence Remembered

From the Silence Rememberedby Michael DoyleFrom the waiting silence comes the memoryOf a time when Iran was full of majesty.This storied land grasps for freedom,Not wishing to be a kingdom or a theocracy. This time whispers the quietly reverent,This time, … Continue reading

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Fifty-Five Years Gone

Fifty-Five Years Goneby Michael DoyleFrom crayons to my sister’s perfume,I was lost deep inside the White Room.Things of death made me feel fear,And I needed another atmosphere.I lost myself on memory lane,Half convinced that life slips down the drain.Looking for … Continue reading

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Healing Scars Into Stars

Healing Scars Into Starsby Michael DoyleWe can beat ourselves up in the void,In all the shame we try to avoid. Waltzing through interconnecting rooms of shameThis is where we learned to wear our blame.We tell ourselves that we’re different,Acting humble … Continue reading

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Concerns For Perennial Truths

Concerns For Perennial Truthsby Michael DoyleAdmittedly, I grew up differently,Believing in my nation and God reverently.Strength of character and in spirit,Where the battle was righteous, I would bear it.I have watched as our ideals were beaten down,And somehow Marxism claimed … Continue reading

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First Principles: Each Department Is Truly Independent of the Others, and Has An Equal Right To Decide For Itself What Is the meaning of the Constitution

“My construction of the constitution is very different from that you quote. It is that each department is truly independent of the others, and has an equal right to decide for itself what is the meaning of the constitution in … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: Art Should Be Like A Holiday: Something To Give A Man the Opportunity To See Things Differently and To Change His Point of View

“Art should be like a holiday: something to give a man the opportunity to see things differently and to change his point of view.” -Paul Klee, painter (18 Dec 1879-1940)

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Thought For the Day: Jazz Is the Only Music In Which the Same Note Can Be Played Night After Night But Differently Each Time

“Jazz is the only music in which the same note can be played night after night but differently each time.” – Ornette Coleman

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Thought For Today: Most of All, Perhaps, We Need Intimate Knowledge of the Past. Not That the Past Has Any Magic About It, But Because We Cannot Study the Future

“Most of all, perhaps, we need intimate knowledge of the past. Not that the past has any magic about it, but because we cannot study the future, and yet need something to set against the present, to remind us that … Continue reading

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Reality Bytes On An Earlier Hillbilly Sandwich

Reality Bytes On An Earlier Hillbilly Sandwichby Michael DoyleCounterculture shined through the city’s veilGiving a glimpse of Eden through the fires of HellHarsh in its repressive bits of curdled adviceDreamers managed to paint their fleeting paradiseThe torches of an artistic … Continue reading

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A Reach and Twitch

A Reach and Twitchby Michael DoyleA hand reaches out and twitchesHeld out toward the unseen switchesAs a life comes and then is goneAs easy as a light turned off and onWe come into this life cryingScreaming out for more and … Continue reading

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