Tag Archives: Words

The Click Inside the Moment

The Click Inside the Momentby Michael DoyleStrangers showboating the skillsProbably don’t have the thrillsThey talk about so profuselyThese things shouldn’t be said looselyStill, we come into the roomWith exploding feelings that loomAnd I know that your pros outweigh your consUntil … Continue reading

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These Electric Feelings

These Electric Feelingsby Michael DoyleIt is once, maybe twiceYour head starts reelingIt’s easy to pay the priceGetting lost in these electric feelingsYou know you’ve found the right oneAnd that the search is finally doneIt’s not like you’ll evade the snaresBut … Continue reading

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Beautifully Amazed

Beautifully Amazedby Michael DoyleWe paint a life seen togetherCertain that our blessings are betterAs we talk into the nightBefore we know it, it’s the morning lightLearning things of complexityAs we break it down into simplicityLife can be overly demandingBut it … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: In A Single Sentence of Idle Chatter We Preserve Latin, Anglo-Saxon, Norse: We Carry A Museum Inside Our Heads

“We open our mouths and out flow words whose ancestries we do not even know. We are walking lexicons. In a single sentence of idle chatter we preserve Latin, Anglo-Saxon, Norse: we carry a museum inside our heads, each day … Continue reading

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First Principles: Here Comes the Orator! With His Flood of Words, and His Drop of Reason

“Here comes the orator! With his flood of words, and his drop of reason.” – Benjamin Franklin (1735) Did anyone else find that State of the Union Address less than unifying?

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Growing Our Intimacy

Growing Our Intimacyby Michael DoyleWe have so little time for introspectionAs we approach life with our expectationsSometimes it’s an easy flow of conversationOther times, we’re micro-managing our destinationBeing present and being openly hereIs the experiment of what might disappearAs our … Continue reading

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Against All Hope

Against All Hopeby Michael DoyleAll alone, by myselfI searched on the shelfFor the words to knowJust how I might growTo start over in this testTo come through with the restIn a crash of my identityI lived my life renewing sincerityThere … Continue reading

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Surrendered To the Knife

Surrendered To the Knifeby Michael DoyleOnce you’ve surrendered to the knifeYour silent pleas won’t save your lifeThis, then, is the solemn price paidFor the best-laid plans never madeThis is what it is to be done with mankindTo take the bitter … Continue reading

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Signaled Purity

Signaled Purityby Michael DoyleThe future is dark with obscurityFilled as it is with so much uncertaintyThe song of love will prevailAs the rains and winds outside swellYou can promise happiness and never knowThe fortunes that will come and goLike a … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: No Man Means All He Says, and Yet Very Few Say All They Mean, For Words Are Slippery and Thought is Viscous

“No man means all he says, and yet very few say all they mean, for words are slippery and thought is viscous.” – Henry Adams

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