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Tag Archives: Thrill
Fully Present In the Past
Fully Present In the Pastby Michael DoyleRage bait and other angry fillsHave long ceased being thrills.No one has asked for my tainted advice,But I think it’s long past time to offer mine.Let’s not be rattled by our every whim.Instead, let’s … Continue reading
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Tagged Angry Fills, Authority, Chaos, Courage, Discourage, Eyes of a Child, Fully Present, Goodness, Inner Strength, Know, Past, Poetry and Poems, Profile, Rage Bait, Reel, Strife, Tainted Adviice, Thrill, Whim
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Thought For the Day: I Do Not Think There Is Any Thrill That Can Go Through the Human Heart Like That Felt By The Inventor As He Sees Some Creation of the Brain Unfolding To Success
“I do not think there is any thrill that can go through the human heart like that felt by the inventor as he sees some creation of the brain unfolding to success… Such emotions make a man forget food, sleep, … Continue reading
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Tagged Brain, Creation, Emotion, Forget, Human Heart, Inventor, Nikola Tesla, Success, Think, Thought For the Day, Thrill
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First Kiss
First Kissby Michael DoyleRemembering back on the magicFound waiting for the first kissThat led to heartbreak, something tragicBut that moment felt like blissThat moment, for the moment, felt like blissThing back on the magicFound in waiting for the first touchThat … Continue reading
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Tagged Alone, Begun, Bliss, Cherry Taste, Done, Feeling, First Touch, Flair, Grasp, Happiness, Heartbreak, Hips, Lips, Magic, Moment, Night's Air, Poetry and Poems, Reeling, Remember, Sadness, Seal, Surprise, Thrill, Tragic, Veil, Wait
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Stirred Up In Recipe
Stirred Up In Recipeby Michael DoyleIt is hard to be ecstaticAbout a man who acts erraticNor is there a thrill in Bernie’s weekendThat gives anyone a reason to pretendThat we have any reason left to be reverentAbout just choosing something … Continue reading
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Tagged After, Anywhere, Believe, Bernie, Best Choices, Better Days, Choose, Comedians, Conspiracy, Corrected, Craven, Day-To-Day, Democracy, Depiction, Different, Dire, Directed, Disaster, Disrespectful, Ecstatic, Erratic, Face, Fiction, First Time, Graven, Grim, History, Laugh, Left, Look, Man, Mystery, Outcomes, Poetry and Poems, Point, Pray, Pretend, Prospects, Reason, Recipe, Republic, Reverent, Safe Place, Say, Situation, Solution, Stirred Up, Stranger, Thrill, Truth, Weekend, Wiling, Wire, Work Out, World, Worse
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In His Blessing
In His Blessingby Michael DoyleKnowing the path of GodAnd finding in it stillnessIn times, it is so oddThere is a thrill in thisWalking from the darkness into lightInto the daylight from the nightWatching every move madeMy strength of faith will … Continue reading
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Tagged All Things, Blessing, Bring, Conceivable, Darkness, Daylight, Declaration, Deliver, Everything, Fade, Faith, Far, Feeling, Find, Firmament, From Below, Gaze, God, Grace, His, Light, Love, Move, Night, Odd, Path, Peace, Photograph, Place, Poem, Poetry, Possible, Power, Presence, Promise, Providence, Refuge, Safe, Seen, Sense, Stars, Stillness, Strength, Surrender, Thrill, Times, True Inspiration, Walk, Watch
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On An Ancient Pathway
Today is the last day of NaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo 2020! 30 days of poetry. Congratulations to my traveling companions through this journey who stuck with all of this. They tell me it’s really something to write 30 days of poems. I … Continue reading
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Tagged 2.5 Million Years, 2020, Adhere, Always, Ancient, Autumn, Birds, Birth, Bundle, Catch, Cheeks, Children, Clockwork, Daughters, Day, End, Eyes, Fall, Family, Father, Feed, Food, Forehead, Formation, Friends, Glide, Good, Gray, Hope, Human, Hunter, Jasper Pulaski, Joy, Laughter, Look Away, Magical, Memories, Mississippi Flyway, NaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo, Nature, Pathway, Photograph, Pilgrimage, Play, Plumage, Poem, Poetry, Prayer, Pride, Profound, Recall, Red, Returns, Ribeye, Ride, Run, Sacred Ground, Sandhill Cranes, Savage, Silent, Sky, Soar, Spring, Tears, Thermal, Thrill, Tradition, Unison Calling, Whistle Stop, White, Whooping Crane
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Tilting Mental Windmills
On bad days, I awake wondering if maybe Don Quixote wasn’t on to something in his belief of pursuing impossible dreams. Other days, I dare to dream these. Tilting Mental Windmills by Michael Romani Captured frames from your window Map … Continue reading
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Tagged Answers, Awake, Better, Beyond, Blink, Blur, Bound, Brain Fog, Brave, Brave New World, Cherish, Collaborator, Cornucopia, Corridor, Curious, Cut, Dare, Daze, Deception, Decisions, Don Quixote, Door, Early, Embrace, Everyone, Experience, Fear, Feeling, Feign, Flow, Fragments, Frames, Glory, Grip, Hands, Hope, Humanity, Impossible Dreams, Join, Kung Fu, Last, Late, Learn, Life, Life After Death, Lose, Map, Mental, Mind, Moment, Musician, Pain, Perception, Photograph, Plead, Poems, Poetry, Pose, Preference, Puzzle, Riff, Story, Subject, Surly, Tears, Thrill, Tilt, Time, Together, Too Far, Twenty First Century, Walk, Will, Win, Windmills, Window, Wonder, World
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