Tag Archives: Pen

First Principles: The Right To Discuss Freely and Openly…All Political Questions…Is A Right So Clear and Certain…That Without It We Must Fall Into Despotism

“The right to discuss freely and openly, by speech, by the pen, by the press, all political questions, and to examine the animadvert upon all political institutions is a right so clear and certain, so interwoven with our other liberties, … Continue reading

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Jagged Edges

Jagged Edgesby Michael Doyle Her jagged edges blur into curves.The way she moves is smooth to my nerves.I like the way I find that her flow hits me.She’s a beautiful disaster that maybe gets me. She says every scar has … Continue reading

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Cowboys and Mustangs

Cowboys and Mustangsby Michael DoyleThe Conquistadors brought horses to these landsBack 500 years ago, as best as I understandNow, thousands are allowed to wander freeCausing irreversible damage to the rangeland countryThe conflict arises over the carrying capacity50,000 horses await adoption … Continue reading

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A Thinking Plague

A Thinking Plagueby Michael DoylePeeped at through the window my mind’s eyeIt seems to philosophize is to learn to dieThere is to every life an adversary named deathOne that we must fight until our last breathFruitful in our play had … Continue reading

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Self Awareness Penned In Resurrection

Self Awareness Penned In Resurrectionby Michael DoyleA dull cubicle’s existence jabsLeaving the feel of bruising hopelessnessPondering the future’s uncertaintyLife’s lemons squeezed with a twist of darknessIt’s an endlessly looped sense of stuckTrapped inside a mental simulationWith crushing inertia’s dominant luckSetting … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: For All Sad Words of Tongue and Pen, the Saddest Are These, ‘It Might Have Been’

“For all sad words of tongue and pen, the saddest are these, ‘It might have been’.” – John Greenleaf Whittier, poet (17 Dec 1807-1892)

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What’s In A Poem But Words

What’s In A Poem But Wordsby Michael DoyleWhat’s in a poem but words you sayThey can be written in many a wayAll it takes is the heart behind the thoughtsAnd to feel the flow of the shoulds and oughtsWhen you … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: For All Sad Words of Tongue and Pen, the Saddest Are These, “It Might Have Been”

“For all sad words of tongue and pen, the saddest are these, ‘It might have been’.” – John Greenleaf Whittier, poet (17 Dec 1807-1892)

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NaNoWriMo Thoughts

NaNoWriMo Thoughtsby Michael DoyleSince the first cave paintingStories have been written and toldHere now in all of our waitingIs yet another story to be written and soldIt’s a path of thinking and imaginationIn a what if world of machinationAn another … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: One Child, One Teacher, One Book and One Pen Can Change the World

“One child, one teacher, one book and one pen can change the world.” – Malala Yousafzai      

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