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Tandy 100
Tandy 100by Michael DoyleI watched a show the other dayThat reminded me of life lived another wayI smiled on this journey bringing me backTo the late 80s, and Radio ShackThe Tandy 1000 was the trend of the hourIt had an … Continue reading
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Tagged Affordabiity, Allure, Apologize, Argument, Attention, Back, Bicker, Biggest Catch, Bright Light, Budget, budgeting, Calculate, Capability, Computers, Confusion, Consumerism, Day, Devour, Dimes, Discover, Dollars, Drift, Earnest, Fall Apart, Family, Finance, First, Floor, Forced Ability, Fright, Future, Hand-In-Hand, Harmonious Relationships, Hearts, Helpful, Hope, Hour, Inanimate Objects, Intrusion, Journey, Just Enough, Know, Late 80s, Lawn, Life, Living Paycheck to Paycheck, Love, Modern World, Money, Nurture, Obsession, Path of Technology, People, personal-finance, Poetry and Poems, Possession, Radio Shack, Reconcile, Rejects, Rely, Remind, Salesmen, Saving, Sentiment, Show, Slumber Land, Smile, Society, Start, Startling, Street, Strife, Tandy 1000, Technological, Teenaged Boy, Time, Toy, Trend, Understand, Utility, Value, Watch, Way, Will, Wise, Worth, Wrong Questions, You and Me, Young Einsteins, Young Girls
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Every Day With You
Every Day With Youby Michael DoyleIn every way, people try to push apartIn all the ways that break our heartsIt’s one in a million who stay the courseInstead of changing out that tired horseToo many dreams they just fall apartIn … Continue reading
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Tagged Actions, Break Our Hearts, Change, Clarity, Days, Desperate Souls, Drag, Dream, Dreams, Ever True, Every Day, Every Way, Fall Apart, Gone Wrong, Hazy, Hear, Holding Your Hand, Horse, I Want To LIve, I Will Always Give, Jester's Crown, Keep Me Sane, Late Into the Night, Love, Never Depart, One In A Million, Poetry and Poems, Push Apart, Say, See, See Your Soul, Stay, Stay the Course, Talk, Things That You Do, Touch Your Heart, Towards That End, Upside Down, World Gone Crazy, You, You and I, You're My One Hundred, You're the One
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Dealing With the New Deal
American history continues into the 1930s and the Great Depression. Dealing With the New Deal by Michael Doyle Had Coolidge been in power for Wall Street’s fall The safe bet is he would have done little or nothing at all … Continue reading
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Tagged 10%, 100 Days, 1930s, 1937, Activist, Administration, Alphabet Soup, American History, Blind, Callous, Change, Complexity, Confidence, Constitution, Coolidge, Cornerstone, Cycle, Destroy, Door, Economy, Employment, Executive Overreach, Executive War Powers, Experts, Fall Apart, FDR, Federal, Feed, Finance, Fireside Chat, Franklin Delano Roosevelt, Frustration, Government, Great Depression, Grief, Hawley-Smoot Tariff, Heart, Hodge Podge, Homes, Infrastructure, Integrity, Intrusion, Issues, Legacy, Legislation, Live On, Lost, Make Work Jobs, Money Changers, Moral Equivalent, Nation, New Deal, NRA, Oliver Wendell Holmes, Opposition, Optimism, Overwhelm, Packing the Court, Patch, Photograph, Planning, Poem, Poetry, Policy, Polio, Power, Power Grab, Program, Public, Rationalization, Reconstruction and Fiance Company, Recovery, Reelection, Reliance, Relief, Restore, Roosevelt Recession, Simplicity, Social Security, Socialist, Supreme Court, Temperament, Temple, The Happy Days Are Here Again, Top-Down Economy, Unemployed, Unemployment Rate, Victory, Wall Street, War
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Sometimes It Seems
Sometimes it seems… https://flic.kr/p/2gtuETX Sometimes It Seems by Michael Romani Sometimes it seems It’s a life of broken dreams Falling apart at the seams Dams busted, flooding streams I just can’t find my way Back to our yesterday That I … Continue reading
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Tagged Breath, Broken Dreams, Call, Castle, Conceive, Dark, Deep, Do, Fall, Fall Apart, False Reason, Heaert, Hurtt, Light, Moon, Photograph, Poems, Poetry, Pray, Real, Seams, Seems, Sinner, Sometimes, Sorrow, Stay, Sunshine, Tease, Tomorrow, True, Yesterday
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On Outrunning Grief
You cannot outrun grief. On Outrunning Grief by Michael Romani It has been said And I assume it’s true Words from inside my head That same for me; the same for you You hide yours in a diary I keep … Continue reading
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