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Tag Archives: Mothers
Thought For the Day: Birthing Persons Don’t Exist. Mothers do…They Are Sacred
“Birthing persons don’t exist. Mothers do. Yes, mothers give birth, and in so doing they give life. They are sacred. The ability to give life elevates women over men.” – Shawn Carney Remember Mother’s Day is tomorrow! Give that person … Continue reading
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Tagged Ability To Give Life, Birth, Birthing Persons, Elevate, Give Life, Men, Mothers, Sacred, Shawn Carney, Thought For the Day, Women
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On Mother’s Day 2022
On Mother’s Day 2022by Michael DoyleWe’re here in celebration of no otherThan the holy names of our mothersAt this time of blessed worshipWe raise up this sacred relationshipLet’s bring it in intimate conversationShared love in its happy intimationGiven the power … Continue reading
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Tagged Anxiety, Blessed Worship, Celebration, Children, Complexity, Contentment, Delay, Full Attention, God, Grace, Gratification, Happy Intimation, Hesitate, Holy Names, Imperfect, Instruction, Intimate Conversation, Learned, Love, Mother's Day 2022, Mothers, No Control, Parenting, Persist, Poetry and Poems, Power, Praise, Present, Raise, Resentment, Right Intention, Sacred Relationship, Season, Serving As Example, Shared Love, Simplicity, Stay, Sunrise, Surprises, Theology, Uncertainty, Urgency
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First Principles: The Foundation of National Morality Must Be Laid In Private Families
“The foundation of national morality must be laid in private families. … How is it possible that Children can have any just Sense of the sacred Obligations of Morality or Religion if, from their earliest Infancy, they learn their Mothers … Continue reading
Na/GloPoWriMo #15: Played Cards
Na/GloPoWriMo #15: Played Cardsby Michael DoyleMaybe it seems insistentTo be so persistentIn finding time an illusionWhile we all seek our absolutionOur veins beg for transfusionCued as it were by life’s confusionDespite being a fancy dancerAnd at moments, a romancerWe all … Continue reading
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Tagged Absolution, Agonized, Alarm, All of My Life, All That Is Left, Alone, Astride, Bring Any Good, Cancer, Cards, Charm, Chase Dreams, Cheap, Clearly, Confusion, Consigned, Cued, Days, Dime, Dirty Faces, Disarm, Easy, Endure, Fancy Dancer, Farms, Fate, Feeling, Find the Savior Last, Follow the Sun, Found the Cure, Future's Past, Grime, Hearts and Minds, Here We Are, Hold Tight, Illusion, In Our Heads, Inner Treason, Insistent, Its Confusion, Long Forgotten, Loved Or Love, Matter, Merciful, Moments, Mothers, Na/GloPoWriMo, Necromancer, Never Knowing, New, One More Time, Payphones, Persistent, Played Cards, Poetry and Poems, Proven Up, Quaint, Quietly, Reason, Remembered Sorrow, Rhyme, Rise Again, Romancer, Short, Silence, Sing, Somehow more, Something to Live For, Sound Out, Speak To Our Dead, Staring, Studied, Succumb, Talk, Them, Thoughts, Time, Tombstones, Tomorrow, Transfusion, Unpunished Crime, Utter, Veins, Verbal, We Might Find, What Have I done, What Would We Give, Wishes, Wishing, Worst Illusion, Yearly
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Thought For the Day: God Could Not Be Everywhere and Therefore He Made Mothers
“God could not be everywhere, and therefore he made mothers.” – Rudyard Kipling
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Tagged Could Not, Everywhere, God, He, Made, Mothers, Rudyard Kipling, Therefore, Thought For the Day
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Daily Prompt – Unfallen
Today’s challenge is yet another from a conversation with a friend. I was explaining to Veri that years ago I had formed a guild in a fairly popular online game and called that guild The Unfallen. The guild’s purpose was … Continue reading
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Tagged Battle Front, Calling, Daily Prompt, Fallen, First Responders, Freedom, Heritage, Heroes, Home Front, Honor, Knights, Liberty, Military, Mothers, Price, Sacred Duty, Sacrifice, Salute, Service, Stil Standing, Tales, Unfallen, Wives
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Redemption Of A Clown
Some things just aren’t funny. Like someone who abuses their power and position to coerce others into things otherwise unimaginable to them. Less funny still is when that same comedian thinks he can excuse away his or her lewd and … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Abuse, Acceptance, Boys, Care, Clown, Comedian, Contemplation, Daughters, Doubt, Lady, Match, Mothers, Neglect, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Power, Reconciliation, Redemption, Repentance, Respect, Sisters, Talk, Toys, Walk, Watch, Women
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Boom Goes the Bomb
The challenge for today is to write a poem using alliteration…. hmmmm Boom Goes the Bomb by Michael Romani Bombastically brought – boom goes the bomb As a snowflake shivers, dreading what we deliver Shake it up, wake it … Continue reading


