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Hula Memories
Hula Memoriesby Michael DoyleThe modern age has its share of complexity.But not enough to warrant Hawaiian anxiety.The sacred duty held with great veneration,Is the sacred duty felt by each generation.Hula is the language of the Hawaiian heart.It has remained so … Continue reading
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First Principles: As We Express Our Gratitude, We Must Never Forget That the Highest Appreciation Is Not To Utter Words, But To Live By Them
“As we express our gratitude, we must never forget that the highest appreciation is not to utter words, but to live by them.” – John F. Kennedy
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Tagged Appreciation, Express, First Principles, Forget, Gratitude, John F. Kennedy, Live, Words
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Light And Darkness
Light and Darknessby Michael DoyleI approach my inner self with intimationLooking for deeper thoughts of originationSo much of who I am comes from ancestral careThen living life as bold as I might dareWheels spin inside on subjects of light and … Continue reading
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Tagged Accept, Ancestral Care, Approach, Beauty, Best, Boundless Feelings, Dare, Deeper Thoughts, Express, Eyes, Failure, Imagination, Impractical Hopes, Indulging, Inner Self, Intimation, Lashing Out, Light and Darkness, Light and Sight, Living Inside, Living Life, Mastery, Origination, Pen to Paper, Perfection, Poetry, Poetry and Poems, Right, Self-Examined, Stretch, Struggle, Subject, Success, Surprise, Thoughts, Truth, Vitality, Wheels, World's Harshness
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In A Less Than Perfect World
In A Less Than Perfect Worldby Michael DoyleI look out into my living roomIt gives me hope instead of gloomTo see my daughters study by preferenceAnd not out of some required deferenceMaybe I did one or two things rightTo be … Continue reading
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Tagged Accord, Afraid, Better Things, Brave Young Ladies, Brilliance, Bring, Cajole, Confusing, Curled, Daughters, Deference, Destination, Dissipating, Dream, Elegance, Engineering, Express, Father, Feet Planted, Felt, Forward, Gloom, Goad, Gone, Happy Thought, Head, High Road, Hope, Ignore, Joy, Landed There, Less Than Perfect, Life, Living Room, Look, Lost, Love, Mislaid, Parent, Poetry and Poems, Preference, Procrasination, Rarified, Read, Reading, Reference, Reflect, Right, Sight, Sing, Tenacity, Time, Two, Universe, Walk, Well-Spoken, World
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Harbor Minds
Harbor Mindsby Michael DoyleLike dolphins on an Aegean journeyBegan the seeds of ancient Greek philosophySome germinating into full-bloomed thoughtOthers leave more room, yet to be soughtOne notion after another brought sight to the blindOne motion after another for the good … Continue reading
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Tagged Aegean Journey, Aegean Sea, Answer, Believe, Best, Blind, Complexity, Curious Monkeys, Dancers, Dolphins, Express, Foundation, Germinate, Greek Philosophy, Harbor Minds, Hearth, Ideas, Initiation, Interaction, Joined Together, Knowledge, Luagh, Mankind, Mirth, Motion, Notion, Optimism, Pessimism, Phoenicians, Poetry and Poems, Quest, Question, Reliability, Room, Seeds, Sight, Simplicity, Sought, Spirit of Transaction, Systematic Thought, Thirst, Thought, Travel, Unafraid, Waves, Whisper, Words, World of Thoughts, Worms With Wings
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Growing Vulnerability
Growing Vulnerabilityby Michael DoyleSome fools say that men don’t cryBut let me tell you, that’s just a lieIt’s so hard to express inner truthAnd it’s played that way since youthWe need to get the curtains down and outMoving hard beyond … Continue reading
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Tagged Another, Armor, Better Way, Capability, Cloud, Communication, Cry, Curtains, Doubt, Down and Out, Dust, Essence of You, Excuse, Express, Eyes, Fascination, Fools, Forever, Gone, Grow, Growing, Happy, Hard, Heart, Here, Hype, Inner Truth, Leak, Lie, Look, Love, Lvel, Macho, Men, Move, Moving Hard, Near, Own Way, Pardon, Peek, Place, Play, Poetry and Poems, Process, Reason, Say, Sensitive Type, Shadow of Doubt, Shine, Shine On, Speaking, Stay, Straight Up, Talk, Tell, True Love, Trump Card, Vulernable, Vulnerability, Walk, Way Out, Youth
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The Meekness of His Glory
The Meekness of His Gloryby Michael DoyleAs Emmanuel, He walked among usAs it was, simply becauseHe wanted humanity to rise to the gloryThat is the sum of the gospel storyJohn’s narrative came from a unique perspectiveTangible as a tale of … Continue reading
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Tagged Actus Purus, Change, Compassioin, Conception, Credibility, Doctrine of Incarnation, Emmanuel, Ethos, Express, Flesh, Freedom, Gospel Story, Heartstrings, His Glory, Humanity, Immeasurable, Immutable, Inspiration, John, Logos, Meekness, Mercy, Narrative, Pathos, Pattern, Poetry and Poems, Potential, Reason, Resurrection, Sages, Strength, Sum, Tangible, the Word, Tomb, Triune, Two Miracles, Unchanging, Womb
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Thought For the Day: As We Express Our Gratitude, We Must Never Forget That the Highest Appreciation Is Not To Utter Words But To Live By Them
“As we express our gratitude, we must never forget that the highest appreciation is not to utter words but to live by them.” – John F. Kennedy
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Tagged Appreciation, By Them, Express, Graitude, High, John F. Kennedy, Live, Never Forget, Thought For the Day, Utter, Words
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Politically Incorrect Revisited
Politically Incorrect Revisitedby Michael DoyleIs there some kind of fearThat we the people might persevereInto the rapid-fire shaking upCrystalized by making upToo many improvised linesSliding through topical landminesIn an approximation of real-timeThat edges up into the sublimeIt’s that take no … Continue reading →