Tag Archives: Silent

There Is A Dream

There Is A Dreamby Michael DoyleThere is a dreamInside our reflectionA silent sort of screamThat escapes the world’s detectionA world that no one else can seeIn an answer in search of questionsThat we won’t ask in possibilityA mirrored echo of … Continue reading

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A Father’s Love

A Father’s Loveby Michael DoyleA young girl hurtsWith the soul of a womanWhy doesn’t anyone understandA father listens, alert -Doing the best that he canSilently, he offers his handShe dries her eyesWhile he simply listensTo the questions on her mindHe … Continue reading

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First Principles: There Are More Instances of the Abridgment of the Freedom of the People By Gradual and Silent Encroachments of Those In Power Than By Violent and Sudden Usurpations

“There are more instances of the abridgment of the freedom of the people by gradual and silent encroachments of those in power than by violent and sudden usurpations.” – James Madison, speech to the Virginia Ratifying Convention, 1788

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First Principles: If Freedom of Speech Is Taken Away, Then Dumb and Silent We May Be Led, Like Sheep To the Slaughter

“If freedom of speech is taken away, then dumb and silent we may be led, like sheep to the slaughter.” – George Washington

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Under Lock and Key

Under Lock and Keyby Michael DoyleUnder lock and keyIs where I keep meHidden away so no one can seeThere in arcs of memoryShadowboxing with myselfThrough all the volumes on the shelfThere really isn’t much mysteryWhen we’re talking self historyRecollections that … Continue reading

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First Principles: There Are More Instances of the Abridgement of the Freedom of the People By Gradual and Silent Encroachment of Those In Power Than by Violent and Sudden Usurpations

“There are more instances of the abridgment of the freedom of the People by gradual and silent encroachments of those in power than by violent and sudden usurpations.” – James Madison

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Truths Seen

Truths Seenby Michael DoyleSilent criesStrident alibisTruths seenFor human beingsCan be mortifyingAs we live death defyingTaking risks at every turnWe live as we learnCareful from feeling the burnYet, it is that we still yearnThe world keeps on turningNever certain what we’re … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: Solitude, Though It May Be Silent As Light, Is Like Light, the Mightiest of Agencies; For Solitude Is Essential To Man

“Solitude, though it may be silent as light, is like light, the mightiest of agencies; for solitude is essential to man. All men come into this world alone; all leave it alone.” – Thomas De Quincey, writer (15 Aug 1785-1859)

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In the Hateful Wastefulness of Mediocrity

In the Hateful Wastefulness of Mediocrityby Michael DoyleIs it as it seems some kind of conspiracyThis hateful wastefulness of mediocrityClearly, I am not genius quite enoughFor I, in my simplicity, to hazard a bluffThat human nature is an understandingI hold … Continue reading

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Na/GloPoWriMo #27: In A Cemetery Obscure

Na/GloPoWriMo #27: In A Cemetery Obscureby Michael DoyleToday’s walkFilled with historyFootsteps fallenIn the silent cemeteryMelancholy and forlornThis modern world Needs some of the ringlornTo realize, everyday is a questHarmless decision pointsLead to the agnosthesiaWords spoken and unspokenHold their forms of … Continue reading

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