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To Lean Out of Wandering
To Lean Out of Wanderingby Michael DoyleLiving out the days of my back fortyKnowing that the end may come shortlyLike Moses, I lift my hands in prayerLiving a moment of taking proper careHaving learned to number my precious daysI long … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Affirmation, Back Forty, Bases, Celebration, Confirmation, Days, Decisions, East, Embrace, Failsures, Focus, Forgiven, Future, Ghosts, God's Ways, Gone, Grain, Hands, Haste, Hourglass, Important Battles, Joy, Juggle, Lean, Live, Living Our Prayer, Manage, Moment, Moments, Moses, Need, New Morning, Nowhere, Number, Nurture, Pains, Past, Paths, Play, Poetry and Poems, Prayer, Procrastination, Proper Care, Questions, Reason, Regret, Reset, Rhymes, Season, Seed, Self-Defeating, Shortly, Sins, Sow, Stock, Test, The End, Thief of Time, Time, Today, Traces, Wandering, Waste, West, Wheel, Wisdom
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The Clock Keeps Ticking
The Clock Keeps Tickingby Michael DoyleFrom that pristine sense of momentWhen we come out of the wombThe clock starts tickingWith all its joy and tormentWe become the life in the roomMaking things happen through our kickingIt is in building the … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged All Your Love, Along, Along the Way, Best Moment, Build, Celebration, Chased Around, Clock, Done, Dreamers, Dreams, Emotion, Example, Falling Down, Feel, Found, Full, Getting Back Up, Glass, Grateful, Ground, Here's To You, Honesty, Integrity, Intimacy, Joy, Jubilation, Kick, Knees, Known, Landing, Last Moment, Lead, Life, Love of Life, Loved the Most, Make Things Better, Matter of Choice, Moment, Moments, Mouth, Nothing, Number, Place, Play, Poetry and Poems, Prayed, Questions, Real, Relevancy, Room, Say, Scrap, Search, Smile, Something, Stormy Weather, Tale, Tears, Tick, Toast, Torment, Voice, Way, Womb
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First Principles: The Army…Is A Dangerous Instrument To Play With
“The Army … is a dangerous instrument to play with.” -George Washington (1783)
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Tagged Army, Dangerous, First Principles, George Washington, Instrument, Play
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Michelle’s Poem (A Poem for A Friend)
Michelle’s Poem (A Poem for A Friend)by Michael DoyleShe’s not beyond magicTo believe otherwiseWould be something tragicYou can see it in her eyesShe’s got a laughFor every seasonIn her way of knowingBeyond all reasonIn that sunshine wayShe holds the world … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Beyond, Every Day, Every Season, Eye, Eyes, Far, Forward, Friend, Goodbye, Head, Hello, Hold, Hope, Hunter's Moon, Justice, Knows, Laugh, Long, Look, Magic, Melody, Michelle, New Dream, Play, Poem, Poetry and Poems, Reason, Rock Star, Said, Seen, She, Smile, Song, Sunshine Way, They Say, Tragic, Tune, Whistle, World At Bay, Write
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The Greater the Miracles
The Greater the Miraclesby Michael DoyleReligion it seems is love’s emotionPersonified and adhered to with devotionFor a person who lives life without reasonHas committed the most personal of treasonsIn the Grand Inquisitor we find rarified poetryIn which passions are taken … Continue reading
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Tagged Aching, Again, Arise, Astray, Atone, Belief, Burn, Capability, Constants, Desire, Despotism, Devil, Devotion, Divine, Easily Led, Edge, Emotion, Fable, Faith, Fed, Freedom, Grave, Greater, Hate, Hell, Heresy, Himself, History, Jesus, Keys to the Kingdom, Kind, Late, Laugh, Lessons, Life, Live by Bread Alone, Live Life, Living, Love, Man, Miracles, Mistake, Mystery, Not Hate, Passion, Photograph, Piety, Play, Poem, Poetry, Power, Random Chances, Rare, Religion, Responsibility, Save, Second Chance, Seek, Strife, Suffer the Children, Temporal, Temptation, The Grand Inquisitor, Three Days, Treason, True Sign, Turn, War, Water Into Wine, Ways of Love, Without Reason, Work Miracles
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An Intellectual Conversation
An Intellectual Conversationby Michael DoyleI asked you to speak your beautiful mindUnsuspecting of all the wonders I might findBut knowing that I would love just to talkWho knew that talk would grow into our walkI asked you to kiss me … Continue reading
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Tagged Above, Amazing, Ask, Band, Beautiful, Bodies, Brilliant, Captivate, Conversation, Cultural Taste, Dance, Deep, Depths, Destination, Explanation, Eyes, Final, Find, Grow, Hands, Hear, Hips, Ill-Defined, Inspiration, Intellectual, Kiss, Know, Lips, Look, Lord, Love, Mind, Music, My Hand, Near, Need, Photograph, Play, Poem, Poetry, Preordained, Say, Speak, Stay, Surprise, Sway, Sweet Love, Talk, Tomorrow, Unsuspecting, Wait, Walk, Want, Wonders, Words, Yesterday, You and Me
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Thought For the Day: I Will Not Play At Tug O’ War. I’d Rather Play At Hug O’ War. Where Everyone Hugs Instead of Tugs
“I will not play at tug o’ war. / I’d rather play at hug o’ war, / Where everyone hugs instead of tugs.” -Shel Silverstein, writer (25 Sep 1930-1999)
Posted in Thought For the Day
Tagged Cuddles, Everyone, Giggles, Grins, Hug O'War, Hugs, I Will Not, Kisses, Play, Rolls, Rug, Shel Siverstein, Thought For the Day, Tug O' War, Tugs, Wins
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