Tag Archives: Echo

There Is A Dream

There Is A Dreamby Michael DoyleThere is a dreamInside our reflectionA silent sort of screamThat escapes the world’s detectionA world that no one else can seeIn an answer in search of questionsThat we won’t ask in possibilityA mirrored echo of … Continue reading

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Into the Season

Into the Seasonby Michael DoyleChristmas cards start to flowInto the season we love and knowNo matter the changes the comeThere is glory in this kingdomTis the season of mercy mildWhile angelic hosts proclaim the childWho was born in the of … Continue reading

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Echo Chambered

Echo Chamberedby Michael DoyleI’ve tried to fit inBut here we are againSo many interested in the echoChambered and not the ebb and flowTo me, I find a lot to think onAs I watch life’s tides flowToo little time for arguing … Continue reading

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Schweitzer’s Legacy

Schweitzer’s Legacyby Michael DoyleWhat if it wasThat we’re not meant for strifeBut rather, insteadTo live in reverence for life?Would we really needTo argue the unnecessary whyOf who decidedThe creation of the hippopotami?Or, is it quite enoughTo know that we’ve a … Continue reading

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Understanding Beyond Things Said

Understanding Beyond Things Saidby Michael DoyleThere it is in the subtle turn of your headAll things that go beyond what is saidIt’s there in the touch of your hand isn’t it dearThose moments when your love shines very clearAs we … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: Create Now A Political Court To Echo the Ideas of the Executive and You Have Created A Weapon…That Can Cut Down Those Guarantees of Liberty…and Extinguish Your Right of Liberty, of Speech, of Thought, of Action and of Religion

“Create now a political court to echo the ideas of the executive and you have created a weapon . . . that can cut down those guarantees of liberty written into your great documents by the blood of your forefathers … Continue reading

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Voices Cry

Watched a bit of a show that reminded me of the folks out there who suffer from PTSD.  From that I got this: Voices Cry by Michael Doyle The voices crying into the night Its hard to take this light … Continue reading

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Brand Me

Watched a Ted Talk with my princesses on branding. Brand Me by Michael Doyle Thinking back on life Through all of the joy and strife There has been one question Held back with some hesitation What then is my story? … Continue reading

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On Robot Autonomy

It’s mind boggling really how science fiction has become so much our reality. On Robot Autonomy by Michael Doyle Stepping from science fiction into reality We find the arrival of robotic autonomy Though the worm hole we do yet go … Continue reading

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In A Place of Longing

Based in part on Augustine’s Enchiridion: In A Place of Longing by Michael Doyle I suppose there’s no sense in prolonging Stating that the gist of life is belonging The rumor has it that its in what we love And … Continue reading

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