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Tag Archives: Yesterday
Blown Smoke
Blown Smokeby Michael DoyleBlown smoke seen through a windowThe feel of doubt, imprinted on her shadowThe detective watches the young widowLooking for clues, he might recognize and knowHe thinks back on days of reverieThat are no longer more than memoryShivering … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Arms, Blown Smoke, Borrow, Burn, Children, Clues, Contrite, Dark, Days, Detective, Empty, Feel of Doubt, Forgot, Keep Out, Know, Life, Love, Memory, Misery, Night, Not Divine, Numbers, Paganini, Poetry and Poems, Present, Recognize, Revenge, Reverie, Rocks, Rude, Run, Secret Moods, Shadow, Ship of Fools, Shiver, Sign, Silver Strings, Sorrow, Souls, Stargazer, System, Tomorrow, Troubles, Widow, Window, Wise, Yesterday
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Into Something More
Into Something Moreby Michael DoyleStrive and fight for a better lifeFinding believed in utopia was naughtBut disappointment with hints of strifeIdeals purchased with bloodied tears soughtOnly to find these too lacking in the endAnd while life goes on, we cannot … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Affliction, Ancient, Beauty, Better Life, Cancer, Change, Comic Opera, Connection, Correction, Darkness, Disappointment, Dripping Poison, End, Faith, Flittering By, Follies, Foreign Shore, Full Circle, Gain, Grasp, Happiness, Hear, Humor, Hypocrisy, Ideals, Jaded, Judgment, Lack, Life Goes On, Light, Lives, Mercy, Mirror, Passing By, Penitent, Plead, Poetry and Poems, Poor, Prayers, Prevail, Purity of Reason, Pursuits, Repent, Right, Season, Society, Something More, Sought, Storied Legacy, Strange, Strife, Suffering, Tale, Trend, True, Trust, Utopia, Views, Voices, Yesterday
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There’s Maybe Nothing Better
There’s Maybe Nothing Betterby Michael DoyleThere is maybe nothingThat could be any betterHowever bright or gloomyThe day has turned the weatherThan spending this Sunday afternoonWatching dreams with my daughtersHearts overflowing with joy soonWatching Rudolph with their fatherThere’s nothing like a … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Allow, Better, Born, Bright, Confide, Daughters, Day, Differences, Dreams, Every Heart, Father, Fit, Follow, Girls and Boys, Gloomy, Good, Grow Up, Hearts, Hide, Joy, Lesson, Love, Loving World, Memory, Misfit, Misfit Toys, Nothing Better, One, Outrun, Place, Poetry and Poems, Room Enough, Rudolph, Sunday Afternoon, Together, Tomorrow, Troubles, True, Understood, Weather, World, Yesterday
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Until Humanity is Gone
Until Humanity Is Goneby Michael DoyleThese parasites came to bring decayDestroying the vestiges of yesterdayThey prey on the last of our humanityKilling in waves depleting our societyMaking it impossible to be withstoodSetting fire to our planet and its woodsRats, insects … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Adapt or Die, Anger, Apocalyptic, Appetite, Arrival, Bluff, Children, Confusion, Cost, Crush, Darkness, Dead, Decay, Desire, Destruction, Enemy, Exist, Fight, Fire, Flame, Forward, Gone, Hope, Humanity, Illusion, Impossible, Jester, Kill, Line, Night, Onward, Pain, Parasite, Path, Pestilence, Planet, Poetry and Poem, Possible, Prey, Reprive, Resilience, Right, Salvation, Scavage, Sear, Siege, Sight, Sky, Society, Sorrow, Soul, Struggle, Survival, Survive, Thread, Tide, Tomorrow, Vestiges, Yesterday
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Echo Chambered
Echo Chamberedby Michael DoyleI’ve tried to fit inBut here we are againSo many interested in the echoChambered and not the ebb and flowTo me, I find a lot to think onAs I watch life’s tides flowToo little time for arguing … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged A Lot to Think On, Antique, Argue, Conspiracy, Constitution, Doesn't Really Matter, Easy To Shoot, Ebb and Flow, Echo, Enemy, Except For Your Way, Here We Are Again, Interest, Life's Tides, Long As the Target Isn't You, Mystery, Open Ended, Picking Targets, Poetry and Poems, Questioning, Remind, Revolution, Rule of Law, Shatters, Society, Too Little Time, Tried To Fit In, Wide Open, Without Depth, Yesterday
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Na/Glo/Po/Wri/Mo #21: In Believing We Can
Na/GloPoWriMo #21: In Believing We Canby Michael DoyleIn today, I see tomorrowIn today, perched as it isIn today, seated on the edgeIn today, formed by yesterdayAnswers needed to questionsAnswers in need of themselvesAnswers that go unansweredAnswers we still need to … Continue reading
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Tagged Accepting Difference, Answers, Ask Deeper, Believes, Believing We Can, Complete, Dignity, Done, Door, Edge, Extinguish, Find Our Journey, Formed, Hard Work, In Need of Themselves, In the End, Journey Is Long, Let Go of Hate, Life Will Win, Love Is the Answer, More, Na/GloPoWriMo, Offer Best Equity, Only We, Perch, Poetry and Poems, Question, Replete, Seated, Smarter, Society, Start In Belief, Stay the Course, Still Need To Find, Today, Tomorrow, Truly Grow, Truly Know, Unanswered, Vanity, Ways of Opportunity, We All Truly Belong, Yesterday
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In Gratitude For Santa’s Spirit
In Gratitude For Santa’s Spiritby Michael Doyle”Dear Santa”, that’s how it all beganSealed with love as only a child canWhat he wanted most of all was familyThat and a meaningful Christmas treeHe grew up endlessly chasing a little cheerIn the … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Appreciation, Badgered, Beaten Down, Began, Blues, Busy, Cheer, Child, Christmas, Christmas Cheer, Christmas Tree, Commericialization, Crown, Days, Dear Santa, Disappear, Dizzy, Dreams, Elves, Endlessly Chasing, Expectations, Family, Fascination, Frenzied, Give Me Give Me, Gladness, Gloves On, Going Through the Motions, Gratification, Gratitude, Greed, Happy News, Here and Now, Hustle and Bustle, Important Thing, Jaded World, Jingle, Joy, Joyfully, Magic, Meaning Got Lost, Meaningful, Never Allow, Never Be Allowed, New York City, North Pole, Not Just Once Upon, Notions, Our Children, Overworked, Photographs, Platitude, Poem, Poetry, Press On, Real Meaning, Reflection, Remember, Remember What Matters, Santa, Sealed With Love, Season's Greetings, Shatter, Snow, Spirit, Spirit of Christmas, Stress, Suit Up, Tale, Tinsel, To Be Gone, Top of the World, Unsatisfied, Whole, World Apart, Year After Year, Yesterday
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First Principles: The Constitution Is Not Subject To… Fluctuations. It Is To Have A Fixed, Uniform, Permanent Construction.
“Temporary delusions, prejudices, excitements, and objects have irresistible influence in mere questions of policy. And the policy of one age may ill suit the wishes or the policy of another. The constitution is not subject to such fluctuations. It is … Continue reading →