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Tag Archives: Grasp
The Fight For Nobility
The Fight For Nobilityby Michael DoyleTo fight for nobilityOften causes many to loseIn life’s lack of sensibilityWhich comes though we refuseThe Spanish InquisitionHad its inglorious powerThat it used without hesitationTo rule any given hourMadmen and poetsHave much in commonEven when … Continue reading
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Tagged Believe, Best, Born To Die, Broken Dreams, Brutality, Cause, Common, Confuse, Cure, Dare, Death, Desire, Destination, Dreams, Fight, Fool, Give, Grasp, Hesitation, Hour, Idle Talk, Inglorious Power, Judge, Knight, Life, Live, Lived, Lose, Madmen and Poets, Mirror, Moments, Nobility, Noble and True, Plain, Poetry and Poems, Pose, Prevail, Proverbs, Question, Real, Reality, Rebuild, Refuse, Rule, Seem, Sensibility, Test, The Spanish Inquisition, Truth, Why, Youth
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First Principles: Beware Lest You Lose the Substance By Grasping At the Shadow
“Beware lest you lose the substance by grasping at the shadow.” -Aesop (c. 620–564 BC)
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Tagged Aesop, Beware, First Principles, Grasp, Lest, Lose, Shadow, Substance
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Thought For the Day: We Have Grasped the Mystery of the Atom and Rejected the Sermon On the Mount…The World Has Achieved Brilliance Without Conscience.
“We have grasped the mystery of the atom and rejected the Sermon on the Mount…The world has achieved brilliance without conscience. Ours is a world of nuclear giants and ethical infants.” – Five-Star General Omar Bradley (d. April, 8, 1981)
First Kiss
First Kissby Michael DoyleRemembering back on the magicFound waiting for the first kissThat led to heartbreak, something tragicBut that moment felt like blissThat moment, for the moment, felt like blissThing back on the magicFound in waiting for the first touchThat … Continue reading
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Tagged Alone, Begun, Bliss, Cherry Taste, Done, Feeling, First Touch, Flair, Grasp, Happiness, Heartbreak, Hips, Lips, Magic, Moment, Night's Air, Poetry and Poems, Reeling, Remember, Sadness, Seal, Surprise, Thrill, Tragic, Veil, Wait
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Into Something More
Into Something Moreby Michael DoyleStrive and fight for a better lifeFinding believed in utopia was naughtBut disappointment with hints of strifeIdeals purchased with bloodied tears soughtOnly to find these too lacking in the endAnd while life goes on, we cannot … Continue reading
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Tagged Affliction, Ancient, Beauty, Better Life, Cancer, Change, Comic Opera, Connection, Correction, Darkness, Disappointment, Dripping Poison, End, Faith, Flittering By, Follies, Foreign Shore, Full Circle, Gain, Grasp, Happiness, Hear, Humor, Hypocrisy, Ideals, Jaded, Judgment, Lack, Life Goes On, Light, Lives, Mercy, Mirror, Passing By, Penitent, Plead, Poetry and Poems, Poor, Prayers, Prevail, Purity of Reason, Pursuits, Repent, Right, Season, Society, Something More, Sought, Storied Legacy, Strange, Strife, Suffering, Tale, Trend, True, Trust, Utopia, Views, Voices, Yesterday
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Making Moments Memories
Making Moments Memoriesby Michael DoyleIt’s the momentsNot selfies that we needIn these times that aren’t contentBut from these, we can be freedLike mental orgasmsCrept up on with enthusiasmNot the dull day of egoThat add up to practically zeroOne photo after … Continue reading
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Tagged Alone, Amuck, Banality, Beauty and Kindness, Center, Complete, Connection, Content, Criminalize, Days, Dies, Direction, Disorder, Dull Day, Ego, Endless, Endure, Enthusiasm, Equal, Ever After, Every Breath and Sigh, Every Life, Exterminate, Eyes, Family, Finality, Freed, Friends, Grab Us A Memory, Grasp, Holy, Humanity, Ignore, Intimacy, Joy Thieves, Laugh, Laughter, Less Is More, Life More Livable, Life Reveals, Lifeless, Living In Memory, Memories, Mental Orgasms, Moments, Music, Need, Onslaught, Opened, Poetry and Poems, Potential, Sacred, Scenes of Beauty, Self, Selfies, Smile, Steal, Tears, Timeless, Times, Times of Humor, Tiny Moments, True, Unforgettable, Vital, Wonder, Words, Zero
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Thought For the Day: Beware Lest You Lose the Substance By Grasping At the Shadow
“Beware lest you lose the substance by grasping at the shadow.” – Aesop (c. 550 B.C.)
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Tagged Aesop, Beware, Grasp, Lest You Lose, Shadow, Substance, Thought For the Day
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