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Thought For the Day: Men Occasionally Stumble Over the Truth, But Most of Them Pick Themselves Up and Hurry Off As If Nothing Had Happened
“Men occasionally stumble over the truth, but most of them pick themselves up and hurry off as if nothing had happened.” – Winston Churchill
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Tagged Hurry Off, Men, Nothing, Pick Themselves Up, Stumble, Thought For the Day, Truth, Wnston Churchill
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Wounded Bluntness
Wounded Bluntnessby Michael DoyleIt seems cliché, by revealing,When we talk about our covert feelings,That even writers aren’t sure what’s good.It’s well enough hoping to be understood.The personal is what others find compelling.Otherwise, just what is it that you’re revealing?That is, … Continue reading
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Tagged Another's Story, Arrangement, Bluntness, Books, Cemetery, Cliche, Compelling, Contemplation, Contrary, Covert Feelings, Deep, False Imagery, Funny Business, Glory, Good, Healing, Hesitatioin, Indgestion, Indiscretion, Jugged Edges, Legendary, Life, Love, Lovely and Amazing, Notes, Oblivion, Person, Poetry and Poems, Prism, Prison, Question, Redundancy, Revealing, Scribble, September, Silcence, Speculation, Stephen King, Stinging Bee, Stumble, Talk, Thought-Provoking, Thoughts, Thunder, Understood, Uptight, Vanity, Walk, Worth, Wounded, Write, Writers, Writing
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A Soldier Thinks On War and Peace
A Soldier Thinks On War and Peaceby Michael DoyleSantayana told a soldier’s life was true,When in a soliloquy written as if for you,He reminded us that only the dead have seen war end.The rest of us? We will fight on, … Continue reading
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Tagged Blind, Blood, Cost, Dead, Demoted, Eyes, Fight, General, Glor, Hell, History, Language Fail, Left Behind, Lost, Military, Mine, Moonshine, Poetry and Poems, Promoted, Reach, Rifle, Santayana, Sherman, Soldier, Soliloquy, Speech, Spoonful of Glory, Stumble, Think, Tuth, War, War and Peace, War's End, Whisper
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Probability and History
Probability and Historyby Michael DoyleThe past indicates the probability,And the rest, as they say, is history.We learn these things with humility.The passing days become our legacy.The mercantile types take life without any need.The wise take this into account and pay … Continue reading
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Tagged Blad Luck, Crumble, Facade, Greed, History, Humility, Legacy, Mercantile Types, Need, Neon Signs, Passing Days, Pay Heed, Poetry and Poems, Probability, Read, Stumble, Subway Walls, The Past, The Wise, Warning, Words
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First Principles: It Would Be Better For Them To Have A Large Millstone Hung Around Their Neck and To Be Drowned In the Depths of the Sea Than To Cause One of These Little Ones To Stumble
“It would be better for them to have a large millstone hung around their neck and to be drowned in the depths of the sea than to cause one of these little ones to stumble” – Matthew 18:6
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Tagged Better, Drown, First Principls, Large Millstone, Little Ones, Neck, Sea, Stumble
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Hard In the Stumble
Hard In the Stumbleby Michael DoyleIt seems we are all morally inarticulate.It was nothing that I thought to anticipate.I’m holding on to constellations that won’t speak,No matter how much stardust begins to leak.American depression has become today’s obsession.Drugs, alcohol, and … Continue reading
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Tagged Age of Cospiracy, Alcohol, American Depression, Anticipate, Circling Back, Constellations, Drugs, Frustration, Grumble, Hard, Health, Leak, Life, Marlon Brando, mental-health, Mind, Morally Inarticulate, Numbing Down, Obsession, Picasso, Poetry and Poems, Polarization, Relationships, Speak, Statdust, Stumble, Sucession, Suicide, Trauma, Writing
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Born Into This World
Born Into This Worldby Michael DoyleWe are born into this wounded worldIn which we see the need for improvementIt often feels as if we’re hurledBecoming ourselves is our greatest accomplishmentGrasping for the bits and pieces we can findThat which which … Continue reading
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Tagged Accomplishment, Beauty of Tomorrow, Becoming Ourselves, Behind, Bits and Pieces, Blind Faith, Books On Shelves, Born, Coming Years, Crowd, Culture, Dare, Desperate, Discontent, Discover, Drowning Surface, Ears, Eccentric Opinions, Essential, Eyes Above, Fallacies, Feel, Find, Fools, Gambit, Grasp, Grievous, Harshest Critics, Humble Beginnings, Hurled, Improvement, Into This World, Love, Ourselves, Poetry and Poems, Potential, Sorrow, Stumble, The Best, Vulturess, Wartmth, Whisper, World's Embrace, Wounded, Written Script
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The One Who Won’t Go Away
The One Who Won’t Go Awayby Michael DoyleIn the air is a feeling of anticipationAs we joyfully prepare our contributionChristmas is coming as if we’re dreamingSoul shine fills us as if it’s beamingGod is with us as we happily prepare … Continue reading
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Tagged Advent, Air, Angels, Anticipation, Baby In A Manger, Beam, Belief, Bell, Bible, Blessed, Blessing, Blessings, Born, Buden, Changing the World, Chase the World, Christ, Christmas, Christmas Morn, Church, Compare, Contentment, Contribution, Cope, Discourage, Dream, Eternity, Faith, Free, Glory To God Alone, Go Away, God, God's Holy Ways, Good News, Goodness, Great Comission, Grow, Heart, Hearts, Hope, Impact, Inspiration, Jesus, Joy, Know, Light, Living, Love, Loving Ways, Majesty, Mankind, Merry Christmas, Million Views, Mistaken, Odd, One, Outside World, Peace, Pleasing, Poetry and Poems, Pray, Prayers, Prepare, Read, Reason For This Season, Redefine, Regisgry, Relief, Savior, Second-Guessing, Shifting Sands, Shown, Sight, Simple Beginnings, Socials, Soul Shine, Strife, Stumble, Sunday, Taken For Granted, Time, Transformation, Trust, Understood, Walk, Wedding, Wings, Wonderful Life, Words, Worship, Worth, Yesterday
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To Stay Alive In All Seasons
To Stay Alive In All Seasonsby Michael DoyleWe give up our courageTrying hard to discourageOurselves or any othersAmong those we call our brothersBut not a single John Wayne aspirationWould save Pearl Harbor or our nationThe men present mostly fought to … Continue reading
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Tagged A Thousand Images, All Seasons, Aspiration, Attack, Belly Crawling, Bitter Memories, Boys, Brave Men, Breath, Brothers, Burn, Competing Reasons, Courage, Courage and the Dead, Cry, Dark Stain, December 7th, Dire, Discourage, Earn, Expected, Fire, Fought, Ghosts, Great War, Heart, Hide, History, Infamy, Insane, John Wayne, Learn, Lessons, Make It Home Tonight, Memorial, Men, Modern-Day Cowboys, Nation, No Glory, Ourselves, Pain, Poetry and Poems, Real War, Reality, Remain, Return, Sadness, Scars, Seasons, Situation, Sleeping Giant Awoken, Smoke, Spoken, Start, Stay Alive, Story, Stumble, Survive, Survivors, Talk, Tears, The USS Arizona, Tragic Day, Turn Out Right, Unsuspected, Walk, World
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On Hunt For the Moments
On Hunt For the Momentsby Michael DoyleIn my life’s recent historyI have written tons of poetryIn happiness and in tormentI find myself on the hunt for momentsWith x-ray eyes for what is rightI approach the world in second sightFor the … Continue reading
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Tagged Atom, Attempt, Break, Comprehend, Constant Transformation, Contempt, Course Correction, Dreams, Fear, Feel, Formed Myself, Genuine, Godspell, Gospel, Happiness, Hatred, Heart, History, Hope, Hunt, Judas, Little Pictures, Meant, Moments, Mumble, My Life, Negotiated Life, Peace and Strife, Poetry, Poetry and Poems, Redemption, Rise Above, Second Sight, Shocker, Start, Street Prophet, Stumble, Tainted Soul, The Hurt Locker, Torment, Translation, Unmasked, Vain, Waterfall, Whole, World's Pain, X-Ray Eyes
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