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Tag Archives: Doctors
Troubled Thoughts In the Night
Troubled Thoughts In the Nightby Michael DoyleLife knows its bestSpoken like a new languageIt’s written in secret alphabetYou can feel its rising heatSomewhere in that middle passageWithout words it reveals its secretA divine messenger singsOn the wind like a ghost … Continue reading
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Tagged Belong, Best, Borrowing Troubles, Breath, Burn, Death, Death Stings, Discern, Divine Messenger, Doctors, Emotions, Feast, Ghost Song, Hope, Hopeless, Icy Claws, Immaculate Notions, Language, Life, Lonely Night, Middle Passage, Night, Notes, Passing, Patience, Poetry and Poems, Reveal, Rising Heat, Secret Alphabet, Sequence, Sky, Solomon, Stainless, Starless, Thoughts, Trouble, Troubled, Two, Whisper, Wind, Wisdom
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Thought For the Day: Freedom Means Trusting the American People and Equipping Them With Information To Assess Risks and Make the Best Decisions for Themselves and Their Families
“Instead of COVID-19 vaccine mandates, policymakers should focus on providing more clear and timely data on vaccine risks and benefits so Americans can make their own informed decisions along with the help of their doctors. Freedom means trusting the American … Continue reading
In the Precedent of 2020
In the Precedent of 2020by Michael DoyleThere is something setQuietly there in the precedentAn unlikely principle we forgetThat we’d not be without accidentWho it is that we are todayI hope that’s not too flippant to sayThat despite our efforts to … Continue reading
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Tagged 2020, Acceptance, Accident, Afraid, Answers, Beautiful, Beyond Cure, Border, Cherry Pick, Come and Go, Conceal, Contagion, Contemporary, Contrary, Converse, Crumble, Dare Not, Deinfe, Detail, Doctors, Efforts, End, Enforced Isolation, Familiar, Family Tree, Fantastic, Fealty, Find Our Way To Right, Flippant, Forget, Heads In Books, Heal, Impure, Ingredients, Intimacy, Itch, Light, Madness, Minds, Necessary, Noise, Notes In Bottle, Obsessive Order, One Another, Out of Order, Pan Flute, Patience of A Saint, Photograph, Pledge, Poem, Poetry, Popping Pills, Precedent, Quiet, Reality, Reverse, Sanity, Scratch, Send, Set, Sheer Edge, Still, Storms, Straighten, Sympathy, Tea, Teach, Today, Tragedy, Tremble, True, Unlikely Principle, Unpredictability, Whisper, Wind, Window Shopping, Wish, World, Wrong
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A Response To Naysaying Pill Pushing Slashers and Gassers
Na/GloPoWriMo Day 8’s challenge is to use the slang and jargon of a profession. It sort of runs in opposition of my day to day job’s admonishment to avoid jargon in favor of the familiar.. but who am I to … Continue reading
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Tagged Acute Thespian Syndrome, Arrested Development, Belief, Circling the Drain, Denial, Direction, Discovery, Doctors, England, Envelopement, Gasser, Jargon, Medical, Mind Body Connection, Na/GloPoWriMo, Normal For Norfolk, Patient, Photograph, Pill Push, pnuemoencephalopathy, Poem, Poetry, Recovery, Slasher, Teeth
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