Tag Archives: Thinking

With A Kiss To the Heart

With A Kiss To the Heartby Michael DoyleWith a kiss to the heartMy love woke with a startThinking on the words saidAnd waking parts thought deadSpeaking ’til early mornMy soul became a smile wornUntil it reaches my faceFinding what it … Continue reading

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Weren’t Those the Teenaged Years?

Weren’t Those the Teenaged Years?by Michael DoyleThe teenaged yearsOf Saturday night solitudeWas a parade of smiles and tearsAnd many dramasWaiting to intrudeInto the happiness that cameAnd that provided the frameIn moments of ShakespeareThat kept us awakeMaking us braver than our … Continue reading

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Looking For Words

Looking For Wordsby Michael DoyleI see you looking for wordsBut more than the wordsYou want to read the actionsThat bleed like a rose with satisfactionMaking a difference, plain to seeTo live, love, and dream is to beOne with this universal … Continue reading

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A Rispetto of Loneliness

Featured again is a poem form obtained from the weekly Short Form Poetry Workshop on Linden Lab’s virtual platform known as Second Life. This week the form was the rispetto. What then is a rispetto? It is a Tuscan folk … Continue reading

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Muted In Discovery

Muted In Discoveryby Michael DoyleMuted, frightened screamOverheard on the data streamStill recovering from Covid isolationUnable to leave the habitationFiltering fragments in questionFeelings born in their hesitationCrimes hint at interpretationThere is something lost in this conceptionThinking in terms of last exclusionThere … Continue reading

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First Principles: For Although They Knew God, They Did Not Honor Him As God Or Give Thanks To Him, But They Became Futile In Their Thinking, and Their Foolish Hearts Were Darkened

“For although they knew God, they did not honor him as God or give thanks to him, but they became futile in their thinking, and their foolish hearts were darkened. Claiming to be wise, they became fools, and exchanged the … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: Science Is More Than A Body of Knowledge; It is a Way of Thinking…When the People Have Lost the Ability to Knowledgably Question Those In Authority….

“Science is more than a body of knowledge; it is a way of thinking. I have a foreboding of an America in my children’s or grandchildren’s time — when the United States is a service and information economy; when nearly … Continue reading

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A Thinking Plague

A Thinking Plagueby Michael DoylePeeped at through the window my mind’s eyeIt seems to philosophize is to learn to dieThere is to every life an adversary named deathOne that we must fight until our last breathFruitful in our play had … Continue reading

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Thought of the Day: Your Time Is Limited, So Don’t Waste It Living Someone Else’s Life

“Your time is limited, so don’t waste it living someone else’s life. Don’t be trapped by dogma – which is living with the results of other people’s thinking. Don’t let the noise of others’ opinions drown out your own inner … Continue reading

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Waters Felt As Wild

Waters Felt As Wildby Michael DoyleLooking to the commons differentlyWe sip at the waters reverentlyWith willows and elms along the banksAs a praying man, I stop to give thanksNo matter how much we pollute the watersTheir resilience slips back dreamilyAs … Continue reading

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