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Tag Archives: Harsh
Rural America
Rural Americaby Michael DoyleDespite the beauty of the scenery,There are challenges in this community.There is more here than the movies showAnd the truth is there’s more to know. There’s a harsh struggle in the economy.Jobs are scarce and the people … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Beauty, Challenges, Community, Country Living, Economy, Ground, Harsh, Instant, Jobs, Main Street, Memory, Movies, Poetry and Poems, Rural America, Scenery, Show, Simple Life, Skill Set, Social Isolation, Socialization, Truth, Wheels
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Thought For the Day: Politics As A Practice, Whatever Its Professions, Has Always Been the Systematic Organization of Hatreds
“Politics, as a practice, whatever its professions, has always been the systematic organization of hatreds. -Henry Adams, historian and teacher (16 Feb 1838-1918)
Posted in Thought For the Day
Tagged Climate, Harsh, Hatreds, Henry Adams, Massachusetts, Organization, Politics, Practice, Professions, Systematic, Thought For the Day
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Reality Bytes On An Earlier Hillbilly Sandwich
Reality Bytes On An Earlier Hillbilly Sandwichby Michael DoyleCounterculture shined through the city’s veilGiving a glimpse of Eden through the fires of HellHarsh in its repressive bits of curdled adviceDreamers managed to paint their fleeting paradiseThe torches of an artistic … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Advice, Apocalyptic Noise, Bliss, Bytes, Chocolate Cherry Coffee, City, Clever, Counterculture, Dark Star, Different, Distraction, Door, Dreamers, Dreams, Eden, Ending, Falling In Love, Fear and Greed, Fires of Hell, Focus, Forever, Future, Glimpse, Happiness, Harsh, Hillbilly, Irreverent, Know, Knowing All, Lack, Life, Miss, Narcissistic Ego, Nurture, Pages, Paradise, Poetry and Poems, Presumptions, Read, Reality, Reborn, Sacred Cow, See, Serenity, Strife, The Enlightened, Torches, Veil, Vision, Waking, Words
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What Is Jeopardy?
What Is Jeopardy?by Michael DoyleIt’s a strange thing, pop culture’s popularityI, among the many, revered moments of JeopardyPredictably catchy theme played on hesitationAs each of us hoped we just might have the questionThat matched the answer showing up on the … Continue reading
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Tagged Alex Trebek, Angel, Answer, Best of the Show, Bid, Board, Coax, Confess, Dignity, Fact, Final Jeopardy, Forward, Full Worth, Glow, Gracious, Handled It, Harsh, Heartfelt, Hestitation, Host, I Cried, Know, Life, Match, My Life, Mystery, Next, North, Obsess, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Pop Culture, Popularity, Question, Quiet, Revered, Shadow, Show, Sigh, Star, Stoic, Them, Warm Heart, What is Jeopardy, What Is Life For?
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Some Times We Can Wait No Longer
Some Times We Can Wait No Longerby Michael DoyleSocrates and Jesus took their last breathsAs each of these were put to their deathsAccused and tried for treason and blasphemyAnd in corrupting the young by truth’s divinityThe noble search and allegiance … Continue reading
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Tagged Above, Allegiance, Allow Life, Appreciate, Beauty, Beyond Compare, Beyond Our Control, Blasphemy, Born, Burn, Call, Chain, Commiseration, Complication, Consolation, Corrupt, Curing, Dedication, Derive, Divine Comedy, Divinity, Document, Emperor, Enduring, Evil, Evil Intent, Explanation, Faithful, Fame and Fortune, Fate, Freed Thoughts, Freedoms, Gained Victory, Gifts, Gives and Takes, God's Instruments, Good, Happiness, Harsh, Hatred, Heaven, History, Holy and Good, Humanity, Imprisoned, Instrument, Jesus, Justice, Know, Last Breath, Laughter, Led, Library, Life, Literature, Live, Live On, Lose Charm, Loss, Love, Martin Luther King Jr, Mean, Mind, Misery, Must, No Longer, Noble, Nothing, Others, Outside Agitator, Overome, Philosophy, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Power of Belief, Providence, Put to Death, Real Form, Respond, Returning Good for Evil, Reveal, Rhapsody, Search, Second Guess, Segregation, Sermons, Shackled Will, Slander, Socrates, Some Times We Wait No Longer, Sung, Tatter, Theta, Times, Treason, Trouble, Trust, Truth, Understood, Unwise, Venerate, Wait, Wicked Consolation, World, Wrong, Young
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Tribalisms of Empathy
Society’s kindness has gone markedly down as we tend to polarize and communicate online via social media more. It’s sort of sparking a lot of interest, particularly in these times of social isolation, in getting folks to begin dialoging … Continue reading
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Tagged Act, Acts, All In This Together, Amibition, Angry, Anonymity, Best, Better, Biology, Blindness, Bold, Break Down, Brutal, Burn, Challenge, Clues, Cold, Communicate, Communication, Community, Concern, Connection, Contagion, Control, Decline, Dehumanization, Dialog, Difference, Diminish, Direction, Disconnect, Edge, Empathy, Face to Face, Fear, Feelings, Fluid, Forget, Forward, Genes, Gradient, Hard, Harsh, Heart, Heredity, Human, Impersonal, Inference, Inhibition, Isolation, Kindness, Know, Life, Loss, Marsh, Meanness, Mirror, Morass, Nation, Need, Nuance, Pain, Photograph, Physiology, Poem, Poetry, Points of View, Polarize, Prevalence, Reality, Realm, Refine, Remove, Rise, Sad, Selfishness, Social Isolation, Social Media, Society, Spark, Startle, Sympathy, Text, Together, Tribal, Trust, Umbrella, Voice, Voices, Walk, Wobble, World
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A New Found Treasure
There are things in this world that are priceless and not replaceable. There are things given a value that outweighs their worth. But the greatest treasure is that which cannot be taken and only given. A New Found Treasure by … Continue reading
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Tagged Breath, Chill, Complete, Dark, Dread, Dream, Embrace, Eyes, Given, God, Hand In Hand, Harsh, Heal, Heart, Hope, Illusion, Kiss, Know, Love, Miss, Pass, Photograph, Place, Pleasure, Poem, Poetry, Priceless, Sacred, Safe Harbor, Skin, Sorrow, Surprise, Tear, Tiny Death, Tomorrow, Treasure, Two, Uncertainty, Value, Yesterday
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It’s A Harsh Thing To Be Labelled
December 3rd is both National and International Disability Day. In honor of this: It’s A Harsh Thing To Be Labelled by Michael Romani As I pull in to park at the facility I feel a dreaded sense of vulnerability It’s … Continue reading
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Tagged Ability, Calm, Clue, Cognition, Composure, Conception, Confide, Confuion, Daunting, Day, Deception, Depth, Disability, Disabled, Disappear, Dismiss, Doubt, Exposure, Eyes, Facility, Fadeaway, Fake, Handicap, Harsh, Heart, Inflammation, Injury, Inside, Internal Bleeding, International, Invisible, Label, Limb, Limits, Miserable, National, Nights, Outside, Pain, Park, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Prayer, Realize, Toxic, Visible, Vulnerability, Walk
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