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First Principles: On Every Question of Construction Carry Ourselves Back To the Time the Constitution Was Adopted, Recollect the Spirit Manifested In the Debates
“On every question of construction carry ourselves back to the time when the Constitution was adopted, recollect the spirit manifested in the debates and instead of trying what meaning may be squeezed out of the text or invented against it, … Continue reading
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Tagged Adopt, Conform, Constitution, Construction, Debate, First Principles, Invent, Meaning, Passed, Probable, Question, Spirit, Squeeze, Text, Thomas Jefferson
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Revisiting Truth In the Post-Modernist Age
Revisiting Truth In the Post-Modernist Ageby Michael DoyleIt can be said with conviction of feelingThat the ways of God are revealingHere in this mid-DecemberIt seems timely to rememberAll of God’s loving tracesIn all the history of a life’s embracesAre like … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Atone, Balance, Brain, Broken, Chaos, Clarity, Confusion, Contrition, Conviction, Cost, Destruction, Dysfunction, Faithless, Feeling, Grace, Grace and Truth, Heartless, Heed, History, Human Race, Humanity, Ideology, Illusion, Imposition, Incarnation, Jordan, Law andTruth, Lean-In, Loving Traces, Meaning, Memorial, Mercy, Mid-December, Neighborhood, Nihilism, Optimism, Poetry and Poems, Poison, Post-Modernist Age, Preacher, Question, Reason, Rebellion, Relativism, Remember, Revealing, Revisit, Righteous Path, Seduce, Shadow, Stones, Struggle, Teach, Teacher, The Law, The lost, the Word, Truth, Ways of God
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These Are the Days of Us
Dedicated to my youngest daughter who I very dearly love and very nearly lost two years ago today… These Are the Days of Usby Michael DoyleThese are the days of usI learned this from a childWho gave this wisdom becauseThis … Continue reading
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Tagged ABCs, All the Things, Ascendant, Because, Beguile, Belief, Blame, Burn, Child, Days of Us, Discern, Dreams, Each Other, Faith and Love, Favor, Fist, Fit, Glove, God, Hate, Important, Learrn, Matters, Meaning, My Student, One Another, One Lesson, Play, Poetry and Poems, Put Aside, Real Love, Reprise, Shame, Teach, Theme, Wisdom
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Searching For Signals
Searching For Signalsby Michael DoyleTrying to save our soulsIn the messes we makeSpinning out of controlThough all of our mistakesPressing out from the undergroundTo be just who it is that we areA part of all that we have foundIn the … Continue reading
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Tagged Better Living, Blind, Bluff, Caught, Chemicals, Circle, Class, Clever Thought, Dadaism, Despair, Destination, Devil, Dialog, Enough, Far, Feeling, Fog, Found, Hint, History, Identity, Life, Lyrical, Make, Meaning, Mess, Mind, Mistake, Mystery, Observation, Obsolescence, Optimism, Out of Control, Painting, Path, Poetry and Poems, Position, Possibility, Preconception, Reality, Saint, Save, Search, Self-Deception, Signals, Souls, Underground
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Truth Becomes A Life
Truth Becomes A Lifeby Michael DoyleLooking at life in its full-lengthWe find our hold on truth is our strengthWithout truth, life is merely a stumbleWith all around us in a constant crumbleThis is happening throughout our landAs I pray to … Continue reading
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Tagged Aaron Copeland, Abiding Truth, Anchor, Become, Being, Bind, Blessed, Blindness, Character, Choose, Corespond, Correction, Crumble, Desire, Each Other, Embrace, Ends, Feelings, Full Length, Futility, Gift, God's Sight, God's Word, Impurity, Interact, Keep Right, Kindness, Know, Legacy, Life, Love, Meaning, North Star, One Another, Path, Poetry and Poems, Pray, Promise, Protection, Reliability, Righteousness, Salvation, Sanctify, Satan, See, Sinful Condition, Strength, Stumble, Truth, Understand, Wrong, Youth
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Bitter Truth Empty
Bitter Truth Emptyby Michael DoyleI come from the tribe of the dead soulSpirits lifted in the game of rock-n-rollThere is living yet to be doneIn the name of the father and the sonAnd yet, in the mirrored reflectionA sprawl spins … Continue reading
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Tagged Banality, Believe, Bitter Truth, Conviction, Creative Force, Dead, Die, Direction, Done, Dribble, Echo, Ego, Empty, Essence, Eviction, Eyes, Father, Game, Gone, History, Human Being, Lay Down, Living, Meaning, Music, Mystry, Name, New Sky, Nothing, Nothing Left To Say, Originality, Pass, Poetry and Poems, Reflection, Remorse, Reverberations, Rock-n-Roll, Shrivel, Simply, Single Shred, Something, Son, Soul, Spirt, STuck, Surprise, Tomorrow, Tribe, Truth, Urban Decay, Vacuum, Watch
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Blank Verse
Blank Verseby Michael DoyleThe other day, I went to the libraryWith no intention to become contraryAnd picked up a famed anthologyOf poetry to see what it might teach meI’m sorry to say that it seems perverseWhen someone writes poetry in … Continue reading
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Tagged Abuse, Anthology, Best, Blank Verse, Capability, Confuse, Contrary, Create, Days, Detection, Dramatic Monologue, Emphasis, Essay, Essays Incomplete, Functionality, Grammatically, Half-Stated Thoughts, Hearts, Incomplete, Intention, Lazy, Library, Meaning, Methods, Perverse, Poetry, Poetry and Poems, Reflection, Replete, Reward, Rhyme, Rhythm, Romantic, Said, Souls, Spatters, Specific Grandeur, Teach Me, Test, Time, Trolls, Waste, Ways, Wonder, Word Patterns
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Thought For the Day: Knowing Trees, I Understand the Meaning of Patience. Knowing Grass, I Can Appreciate Persistence
“Knowing trees, I understand the meaning of patience. Knowing grass, I can appreciate persistence.” -Hal Borland, author and journalist (14 May 1900-1978)
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Tagged Appreciate, Grass, Hal Borland, Know, Meaning, Patience, Persistence, Thought For the Day, Trees, Understand
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The Wonderous Sea’s Coral Reef
The Wonderous Sea’s Coral Reefby Michael DoyleThere’s a moving declaration of loveDedicated to the beauty of Mother OceanIt is as pristine as the heavens aboveThis water planet deserves our devotionJacques Cousteau was like a father to us allSharing underwater images … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Any Direction, Beauty, Citizens, Clams, Clownfish and Sea Anemone, Colonial Animals, Coral Reef, Cost, Course Correction, Crown of Thorns, Declaration of Love, Devotion, Dignity, Divers, Dolphin, Dream, Drift, Dust, Ecological Balance, Endanger, Evidence, Fate, Fiji, Filter, Form, Function, Heart, Heavens Above, Human Cities, Humble, Jacques Cousteau, Keeper of Balance, Life, Limestone, Lost, Lungs and Hearts, Majesty, Mankind, Meaning, Moments of Play, Mother Ocean, Natural Alliance, Nature's Trust, Nudibranchs and Flatworms, Oasis, Pay, Plankton, Poetry and Poems, Possibility, Pristine, Pulsations of Life, Scraps, Sea, Selfish Pleasure, Skeletons, Slow, Strategies, Structural Firmament, Struggle, Survival, Swim, Symbiotic Partners, Triton's Horn, Tropics, Underwater Images, Vain Price, Variable, Wander, Water Planet, Worms and Mollusks, Wounded Reef
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Funny How Time Slips Away
Funny How Time Slips Awayby Michael DoyleI was thinking just the other dayIsn’t it funny how time slips away?Somewhere between country and rockThere’s need for living by straight talkLife has its beats and tribulationsTimes of sadness and of jubilationsIndulging in … Continue reading
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Tagged Acquisition, Appreciation, Authority, Beats, Bob and Weave, Burning It Down, Canonical, Change, Choice, Composition, Confused, Contend, Conversation, Country, Croon, Dreams, Eavesdrop, Emotional Impact, End, Endure, Eternal, Evoke, Flame, Found, Funny, Generation, Heart, Heartbroken, Human Being, Hurry, Imaginaton, Incantation, Incendiary, Indulge, Introspection, Jaded, Jubilations, Knocked Off Balance, Life, Living Wealth, Loss, Meaning, Moon, Narration, Nuance, Older, Other Day, Outlaws, Path, Poetry and Poems, Punch, Reborn, Retrospection, Rock, Round, Sadness, Self-Deprecation, Serenade, Shade, Silky Groove, Slips Away, Slow Down, Somewhere, Straight Talk, Sun, Surprised, Think, Three Chords, Tight, Time, Tribulations, Veneration, Vindication, Voice, Yesterday
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