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Tag Archives: The Past
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
Posted in Poetry and Poems
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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Each Day Is A Gift
Each Day Is A Giftby Michael DoyleEach day, it seems, is a gift receivedFrom God above, or so it is believedBut there is no real proof to be givenSo, a little doubt might yet be forgiven.Prayer doesn’t change God, just … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Alone, Answers, Beliefs, Believed, Bible, Change God, Christianity, Confidence, Day, Deep, Doubt, Faith, Fall Apart, Forgiven, Fruit of the Spirit, Gift, God, Good fight, Jesus, Man, Maybe, No, Our Father, Passing Shadow, Poetry and Poems, Prayer, Prayers, Proof, Received, Savor, Shallow, Slay Me, Stumbling, Supplication, The Past, Three Flavors, Twice Removed, Value, Yes, Yesterday
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First Steps Into the Shatter Zone
First Steps Into the Shatter Zoneby Michael DoyleSometimes, I allow myself an inward journeyAs I seek to know what the past means to meToday, nestled in my roadside booth I find myself eating tacos as I seek out the truthWhat … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Cortez, Destruction, First Steps, God, Gold, History, Inward Journey, Legacy, Mexico, Poetry and Poems, Roadside Booth, Shatter Zone, Spain, Tacos, The Past, Travel, Truth, Two Paths of Madness, Writing
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She Learns To Survive
She Learns To Surviveby Michael DoyleTo her, I’m her fatherAs I watch my daughterWalking alone in the nightShe’s always been my lightBut it wasn’t always this wayShe’s haunted by the dayThese moments hidden insideBehind her fragile prideHe took her innocenceI’ve … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Abandoned, Afraid, Agnoize, Agonizes, Almost Took Her Life, Alone, Beautiful, Beside, Blossom, Bold, Brave, Child of the Light, Confide, Creid, Darkest Depth, Daughter, Day, Dread, Eyes, Father, Feeling, Fight, Fragile Pride, Fright, Grow, Hand, Haunted, He, Head, Heat, Her, Hidden Inside, Hold, In the End, Innocence, Intended Offense, Intense, Know, Learn, Life, Light, Love, Meaning, New Meaning, Night, Poetry and Poems, Power, Remembers, Sad Eyes, Scared, She, Smile, Step Forward, Step-By-Step, Strength, Survive, Talk, Tears, The Past, This Way, Ties, Times, Told, Torment, Understood, Unfolds, Walk, Walking Alone, Worthy, Years
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Thought For the Day: Railing Against the Past Will Not Heal Us. All We Can Do Is To Change Its Course By Encouraging What We Love Instead of Destroying What We Don’t
“Railing against the past will not heal us. All we can do is to change its course by encouraging what we love instead of destroying what we don’t.” – Arundhati Roy
Posted in Thought For the Day
Tagged Arundhati Roy, Change, Course, Destroy, Encourage, Heal, Love, Railing, The Past, Thought For the Day
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Thought For the Day: We Have To Do With the Past Only As We Can Make It Useful To the Present and the Future
“We have to do with the past only as we can make it useful to the present and the future.” – Frederick Douglass, in The Meaning of the Fourth of July For the Negro
Upending the Trump Cards
Upending the Trump Cardsby Michael DoyleBefore my almost disbelieving eyesThe stuff of comics is seen as I realizeThat theoretical physics is being soldAnd the multiverse is the story being toldPage one and above the paper’s foldThe blockbuster is showing up … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Action, Beat, Block Buster, Bold, Choice, Comics, Cosmology, Cosmos, Disbelieving, Discomfort, Dissatisfaction, Explanation, Eyes, Fold, Frame, Human Minds, Illustrate, Incomplete, Memory, Mingle, Multiverse, Obsolete, Page One, Paint, Parllel, Philosophy, Poetry and Poems, Print, Religion, Scenery, Spidey Senses, Story, Technology, The Past, Theoretical Physics, Tingle, Told, Trump Cards, Truth, Upend
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A Dance of Fate
A Dance of Fateby Michael DoyleLife is more than merely fateIt is never really too lateTo realize that we have choicesLifted up in our true voicesIf only we might chooseNo longer allowing life to abuseExamining what we might refuseAnd refusing … Continue reading
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Tagged Abuse, Blame, Blindness, Chance, Choices, Choose, Choosing, Churn, Circumstance, Collide, Confuse, Dance, Decisions, Depth, Destinies, Discern, Examine, Fate, Fault, Frame, Glance, Happenstance, Hard To Realize, Late, Life, Make, Mere, Ocean, Paths, Poetry and Poems, Possible, Refuse, Ride, Rush, Shoulder, Subtle, Take, The Past, Troubled, True Voices
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