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Thought For the Day: Taught From Their Infancy That Beauty Is Woman’s Sceptre, the Mind Shapes Itself To the Body, and Roaming Round Its Gilt Cage, Only Seeks To Adorn Its Prison
“Taught from their infancy that beauty is woman’s sceptre, the mind shapes itself to the body, and roaming round its gilt cage, only seeks to adorn its prison.” – Mary Wollstonecraft, reformer and writer (27 Apr 1759-1797)
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Tagged Adorn, Beauty, Body, Gilt Cage, Infancy, Mary Woolstonecraft, Mind, Prison, Roam, Scepter, Seek, Shape, Taught, Thought For the Day, Woman
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Unvanquished
Unvanquishedby Michael Doyle Crescent moons signify deathNight births the heavens with her last breathThe realm of darkness buries the sunUntil once again a new day is begun Digging the way through disparagementNeeds perseverance when there is no encouragementThe seeds of … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Arrival, Blind Seer, Cast, Claustrophobia, Convince, Creation, Crescent Moon, Death, Disparagement, Embrace, Fear, Glissando, Heavens, Hope, Last Breath, Logic, Man's Survival, Myth, Night, Organic Emotion, Permeate, Perpetual Motion, Poetry and Poems, Primeval Struggle, Psyche, Reappear, Repress, Ridley, Seeds, Sensation, Shape, Suspense, Synthesis, Tears, Tether, The Necronomicon, Unspoken Voice, Unvanquished, Vission, Wheel
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Thought For the Day: All I Ask of Myself Is To Live A Good Christian Life, and Toward that Objective, I Bend Every Effort
“All I ask of myself is to live a good Christian life, and toward that objective I bend every effort in shaping my personal, domestic and professional activities and growth. I have watched constantly that in my work the highest … Continue reading
A Quiet Reflection On This November Day
A Quiet Reflection On This November Day by Michael Doyle What is a poem really but to say That love, joy and sorrow come to play In the heart and then inside the mind Until the words burst out … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Attention, Cared, Confidence, Deserve, Discern, Ease, Eureka, Find, Fit, Harvest, Heart, Heed, Human Beings, Intention, Joy, Light of Day, Lives, Loud, Love, Mind, November, Past, Peek, Play, Please, Poem, Poetry and Poems, Present, Proud, Quiet Reflection, Recall, Say, Seen, Shape, Shared, Smile, Sorrow, Truths, Week, Words
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Thought For the Day: Fauci’s Claim That He Himself ‘Represents the Science’ and His Admitted Deceptions of the Public Are Incompatible With Each Other and…Insolent
“Fauci’s political dispositions shape his alarmism and discredited him with a large swath of the country that any viable public-health strategy has to be able to reach. He denounced people for attending college-football games in a region of the country … Continue reading
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Tagged Admitted Deceptions, Alarmism, American Self-Government, Claim, College-Football Games, Country, Covid, Discredit, Fauci, Hot Mic, Incompatible, Intolerably Insolent, Moron, National Reivew, Outbreak, Political Dispositions, Public-Health Stategy, Represents the Science, Seasonal Decline, Senate Hearing, Senator Roger Marshall, Shape, Subvert, The Public, Thought For the Day, Undermine
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Walking With the Giants
Walking With the Giantsby Michael DoyleWalking with the giantsWe stand in our defianceCalling out the holy namesKnown with the mark of God’s fameWalking in the faith that’s knownConfidence that has grownThough the future remains unseenIn this assurance, we find new … Continue reading
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Tagged Anger, Assurance, Base, Belief, Believe, Clouds, Commendation, Conception, Concern, Confidence, Control, Deception, Defiance, Depth, Difficult Seasons, Entangles, Evidence, Faith, Foundation, Frover, Future, Generation, Giants, God, God's Glory, Goodness, Heart, History, Holy Names, Improbable, In God, Jealousy, Joseph, Juggle, Keep True, Light, Living Love, Mangels, Mystery, New Meaning, Night, Passing, Path, Perserverance, Poetry and Poems, Protect, Shape, Sin, Soul, Spiritual Connection, Start, Story, Struggle, Told, Truth, Two Pillars, Unfold, Unseen, Walking
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In Getting To Good Days
In Getting To Good Daysby Michael DoyleTaken then in the reflectiveLife is seen in its proper perspectiveWe Find many reasons for gratitudeAnd rightly live with that attitudeNo longer wearing that intended greedBut in realization that God gives what we needIt’s … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Attitude, Beautiful, Beauty of Life, Blessing, Blessings, Brave, Change, Cultivated, Day, Departs, Drinks of Water, Each Day, Each Step, Estrange, Ever Changing, Experienced, Flow, Getting, Gifts, Glad, God, God Gives, Good Days, Good Things, Gratefulness, Gratitude, Greed, He Lives, Heaven, Holy Communion, Inside, Instant, Journal, Lesson, Life, Made, Materialize, Memory, Need, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Proper Perspective, Realization, Realize, Reasons, Reflective, Remember, Reunion, Right Living, Second Guessing, Setting Sights, Shape, Taken Then, Tapestry, Teach, Thankfulness, Think, Unafraid, Watch, Wear
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Darkness Shapes the Hearts
Darkness Shapes the Heartsby Michael DoylePutin sits as another dictator in a lineCertain his autocratic rule is blessed as divineThis has been the slavery of Russia’s serfdomWith brutality reigning supreme in this kingdomFor five thousand years, we’ve known epilepsy As … Continue reading
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Tagged Affliction, Ashen, Autocratic Rule, Believe, Betrayer, Blessed, Brothers Karamazov, Canker, Chained, Christianity, Civil Liberty, Cloak, Coincidence, Creativity, Cruelty, Dark Place, Darkness, Death, Definition, Demons, Dictator, Disease, Divine, Dostoevsky, Dubious Reputatin, Enigma, Epilepsy, Exceed, Father Zosima, Fight, Fool's Game, Freedoms, God Above, Good and Evil, Grasp, Greatest Miracle, Heart, Heresy, Holy, Initiation, Light, Line, Love, Masses, Mismatch, Mystery, Mysticism, Opiate, Photograph, Poem, Poietry, Preach, Protagonist, Pure, Putin, Questions, Quiet, Reason, Religion, Revolutionary, Riot, Russia, Russian Nation, Russian Soul, Serfdom, Shadow, Shape, Slavery, Super-Impose, Trappings, Treason, Unsure, Violence, Wastrel, Western Civilization, Wicked, Writer
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Shorebreak Blues
Shorebreak Bluesby Michael DoyleOut there on my hideaway, ride the bayI spend my moments in my casual wayHere to surf not to observe or talkI watch the waves crash on Jackpot RockI feel Autumn come creeping in Dreaming in my … Continue reading
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Tagged Autumn, Bay, Big Waves, Blues, Casual, Clouds, Crash, Creep In, Doubt, Dreams, Drizzle, Early Morning, Easy Enough, Everyday, Experience, Fake, Feeling, Gone, Hideaway, Island Girl, Jackpot Rock, Love, Make My Way, Moments, Observe, Oceant, Old Timers, Paddle, Paddle Out Again, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Preference, Reverence, Ride, Roll In, Shape, Shorebreak, Sizzle, Slipping On, Souls, Stay, Sun, Surf, Swimming With Iguanas, Take, Talk, Talk Story, Tides, Time Spent, Waiemea, Waves, Waves Meet Shore
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