Tag Archives: Truth

Life So Far

Life So Farby Michael DoyleIn the righteousness and errorsLife is often smoke and mirrorsWe walk in our best composureAnd hiding ourselves from exposureOf being seen for who we areHoping our best selves will travel farWe hide ourselves in the shadowsHoping … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: He Who Does Not Bellow the Truth When He Knows the Truth Makes Himself the Accomplice of Liars and Forgers

“He who does not bellow the truth when he knows the truth makes himself the accomplice of liars and forgers.” – Charles Peguy, poet and essayist (7 Jan 1873-1914)

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Time Is A One Way Glass

Time Is A One Way Glassby Michael DoyleSometimes time is a one way glassLooking in to take that passIt might be that you’re better than meI guess we’ll just have to wait and seeBut ain’t it sad to feel this … Continue reading

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Rewarming Miracles On the Street

Rewarming Miracles On the Streetby Michael DoyleI don’t want to seem to be too contraryOr an old-fashioned grump who is orneryBut does it seem creativity is stuck on repeatIs anyone questioning the miracle of any streetHollywood’s latest contributions seem derivative … Continue reading

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For All the Dickens…

For All the Dickens…by Michael DoyleIt’s on all these places and pages of the pastThat we look back on the things that didn’t lastWhen we do it is a surety that we will findAll those chains that constantly come to … Continue reading

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What Can Be Said of A Woman’s Touch?

What Can Be Said of A Woman’s Touch?by Michael DoyleWith a touch of her handHe finds happiness againWith her look, he understandsWhat he is meant to ascertainHer walking beside himMakes his sight less dimAs he opens his heart to seeHer … Continue reading

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In A Parisian Crowd

In A Parisian Crowdby Michael DoyleThe French soul Is wrapped around500 year old plumbingLike a lump of coalOn a Christmas dayIt has its significanceAnd at times its magnificenceBut there’s something to sayFor finding other, better waysAnd even the naughty findIt … Continue reading

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Revisiting Truth In the Post-Modernist Age

Revisiting Truth In the Post-Modernist Ageby Michael DoyleIt can be said with conviction of feelingThat the ways of God are revealingHere in this mid-DecemberIt seems timely to rememberAll of God’s loving tracesIn all the history of a life’s embracesAre like … Continue reading

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Searching For Truth (On A Yellow Brick Road)

Searching For Truth (On A Yellow Brick Road)by Michael DoyleSearchers after truth seek hidden meaningsOn whatever road traveled as human beingsThoughts and actions shape the emotionsStuffed within a wicker basket of devotionWhen looked at properly and with interpretationThere is so … Continue reading

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Chanukah and Antisemitism

In solidarity with the Jewish people around the globe on this first night of Chanukah! Chanukah and Antisemitismby Michael DoyleIn what should be a quiet season filled with optimismIt is hard to feel life without a bit of pessimismStill, menorah … Continue reading

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