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Thought For the Day: Talk Not of Wasted Affection; Affection Never Was Wasted
“Talk not of wasted affection; affection never was wasted.” – Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, poet (27 Feb 1807-1882)
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Tagged Affection, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Never, Talk, Thought For the Day, Wasted, Wasted Affection
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Under the Potter’s Hands
Under the Potter’s Handsby Michael DoyleUnder the potter’s handsHe forms the clayWe talk, He understandsWe live yet another dayIn our time, we fold handsAcross the world, in many landsTalking to God quietlyRescued from myself politelyGod in His purpose and mercyCorrects … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Another Day, Burden, Clay, Daily History, Forgiven, God, Grace, Guidance, Hands, Hearts, Hurting, Keys, Kingdom, Lands, Law, Light, Live, Lives, Love, Mercy, Poetry and Poems, Potter, Purpose, Rescue, Right, Talk, Time, Together, Understand, Wisdom, Words, World
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Birds Aren’t Real
Birds Aren’t Realby Michael DoyleSpoken with a sense of zealIs the thought, “Birds Aren’t Real”Youth joins together to upendA disturbing sort of the worse trendIn an age of misinformationGen Z links arms across the nationEngaged in a case of absurdismWith … Continue reading
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Tagged Absurdism, Admit, America, Banality, Birds, Birds Aren't Real, Charm, Collaboration, Conspiracy Theory, Construct, Cosplay, Diet, Drone, Engage, Enthusiasm, Fabricate, Falsity, Fiction, Friction, Frustration, Gateway, Gen Z, Good For the Soul, Growing Up, History, Improvement, Internet Age, Irreverence, Laugh, Line, Lunacy, Mad, Madness, McIndoe, Misniformation, Nation, Opportunity, Parody, Poetry and Poems, Pretend, Process, Rabbit Holes, Rage, Real, Reddit, Remote Control, Sadness, Social Media, Social Mirror, Social Movement, Soul, Talk, Theory, Trend, Upend, Viewpoint, Walk, World, Youth, Zeal
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Thought For the Day: If You Talk To A Man In A Language He Understands, That Goes To His Head. If You Talk To Him In His Language, That Goes To His Heart
“If you talk to a man in a language he understands, that goes to his head. If you talk to him in his language, that goes to his heart.” – Nelson Mandela, activist, South African president, Nobel laureate (b. 1918)
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Tagged Head, Heart, Language, Man, Nelson Mandela, Talk, Thought For the Day, Understand
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Struck On A Bridge To Nowhere
Struck On A Bridge To Nowhereby Michael DoyleI’m struck on a bridge to nowhereLooking for a bit of faithfulnessI’m stranded in an unfaithful worldChasing around the circles and nobody caresSuddenly seeing with sight for awarenessFeeling so completely fetaled and curledI’ve … Continue reading
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Tagged Alone, Awareness, Become, Bridge, Care, Care To See, Chasing, Circles, Cold, Curl, Darkness, Denial, Faithfulness, Fate, Feeling, Fetal, Grace, Hate, Heart, Home, Integrity, Live, Love, Meaning, No Longer, Nowhere, Offer, Pity, Poetry and Poems, Seal, See, Sight, Smile, Stranded, Struck, Talk, This Morning, Told, Truth, Two Eyes, Unfaithful World, Walking Wounded, Woke, World
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Through the Years
Through the Yearsby Michael DoyleSilently in my day to dayI live just as I prayNeeding a miracle some wayKnowing that at least God will stayEvery step grows my walkTaking my soul beyond talkInto the power of my emotionsEvery lesson strengthens … Continue reading
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Tagged Accept, Beauty, Day To Day, Destination, Devotion, Earthly Devastation, Emotions, Every Lesson, Every Step, Explanation, God, Hear, In You, Inside Information, Invitation, Knowing, Learn, Live, Needing A Miracle, Poetry and Poems, Power, Pray, Salvation, Silently, Soul, Stay, Talk, Taught, Through, Truth, Two Ears, Walk, Years
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Little Rocket
Twinkle, Twinkle Little Rocketby Michael DoyleTwinkle, TwinkleLittle RocketTruth be toldAnd we must talk itUp above the world somewhereWhere you are we know not whereBut worse is that we do not understandJust precisely where you will landI hear that we will … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems, Uncategorized
Tagged Despite, Find Out, Hear, Hope, Hurt, Land, Little Rocket, Near Me, No One, Poetry and Poems, Precisely, Somewhere, Talk, Tonight, Truth Be Told, Twinkle, Under the Command, Understand, Up Above the World, We Know Not, Where, Worse
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Na/GloPoWriMo #15: Played Cards
Na/GloPoWriMo #15: Played Cardsby Michael DoyleMaybe it seems insistentTo be so persistentIn finding time an illusionWhile we all seek our absolutionOur veins beg for transfusionCued as it were by life’s confusionDespite being a fancy dancerAnd at moments, a romancerWe all … Continue reading
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Tagged Absolution, Agonized, Alarm, All of My Life, All That Is Left, Alone, Astride, Bring Any Good, Cancer, Cards, Charm, Chase Dreams, Cheap, Clearly, Confusion, Consigned, Cued, Days, Dime, Dirty Faces, Disarm, Easy, Endure, Fancy Dancer, Farms, Fate, Feeling, Find the Savior Last, Follow the Sun, Found the Cure, Future's Past, Grime, Hearts and Minds, Here We Are, Hold Tight, Illusion, In Our Heads, Inner Treason, Insistent, Its Confusion, Long Forgotten, Loved Or Love, Matter, Merciful, Moments, Mothers, Na/GloPoWriMo, Necromancer, Never Knowing, New, One More Time, Payphones, Persistent, Played Cards, Poetry and Poems, Proven Up, Quaint, Quietly, Reason, Remembered Sorrow, Rhyme, Rise Again, Romancer, Short, Silence, Sing, Somehow more, Something to Live For, Sound Out, Speak To Our Dead, Staring, Studied, Succumb, Talk, Them, Thoughts, Time, Tombstones, Tomorrow, Transfusion, Unpunished Crime, Utter, Veins, Verbal, We Might Find, What Have I done, What Would We Give, Wishes, Wishing, Worst Illusion, Yearly
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