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Category Archives: Poetry and Poems
The Anatomy of Process
The Anatomy of Processby Michael DoyleListen carefully, God has something to sayWatch around you after you pray.His hand and words apply to all life.His is the path that pacifies our strife.Dumpster fires are all around.At moments, it makes your heart … Continue reading
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Tagged Anatomy, Angst and Pressure, Bible, Christianity, Disttraction, Dumpster Fires, Faith, God, Jesus, Life, Path, Poetry and Poems, Pray, Process, Providnce, Reaction, Reason, Say, Seasons of Life
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Over the Ending of Years
Over the Ending of Yearsby Michael DoyleSometimes as we travel over the lighter yearsWe find ourselves confronted by our dark fears.Things come along that change our soulsAnd agonize at how much we are out of control.It’d be something if we … Continue reading
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Tagged Agonize, Approach, Dark Fears, Death, Depth, Elephant, Ending, Future, Heaven, Holy Service, Last Breath, Length, Matter, Numbing, Pass, Poetry and Poems, Purpose, Recall, Soul, Tatter, Travel, Years
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To See Past Query
To See Past Queryby Michael DoyleMuch of life is conjecture and theory.We take for granted what should be a query.Like whether it’s more beautiful or wiseTo look into a sunrise or a lover’s eyes.We look at the wrong things for … Continue reading
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Tagged Beautiful, Beauy, Certainity, Conjecture and Theory, Discren, Human Attraction, Inaiblity, Learned, Life, Love, Lover's Eyes, Obscurrity, Poetry and Poems, Purity, Query, Returned, Security, See, Shown, Simple Roll, Sunrise, Uknown, Wise, Wonderful
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Mortality Awoken
Mortality Awokenby Michael DoyleThe questions of mortalityGo far beyond moralityWhen something makes you question why.Or how it is that we are born to die.Avoiding the phone calls that wait,As these questions come down to fate.Who are we to feel this … Continue reading
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Tagged Awoken, Bleed, Born To Die, Breaks, Damage, End, Everyone, Fatally, Fate, Fear, Good Sense, Impartially, Morality, Mortality, Phone Call, Poetry and Poems, Precious, Questions, Reply, Shade, Surrounded, The End, The World, Wait, Why, Wound
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No Limits, Only Hope
No Limits, Only Hopeby Michael DoyleAs a child looking for a telescopeI saw no real limits, only new hope.I’d dream of the planets spinning,Each of them offering new beginnings.There, in every new world to be found,Is something that makes my … Continue reading
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Tagged Adventure, Aliens, Capable, Constant Play, Dream, Everest, Extend, Fear, First Contact, Found, Greet, Heart, Hope, Human History, Imagination, Impossible, Joy, Life, Limitation, Man On the Moon, Mars, Meet, Mystery, New Beginnings, New Hope, New World, No Limits, Places, Planets, Poetry and Poems, Rumor, Silver Screen, Skies, Smaller, Sorrow, Space Exploration, Teach, Telescope, There, Tomorrow, Universe, Yet To Be
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Minding the Gap
Minding the Gapby Michael DoyleAn angel looked at our pretense at good.Or the lack thereof, as it’s understood.Finding God where I call my earthly home,In His presence, I find I’m never alone.Blessings of good news are heard,No matter what’s happened … Continue reading
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Tagged Ability, Adversity, Angel, Bible, Blessing, Capability, Christianity, Correction, Earthly Home, Faith, Forgiven, God, Good News, Growth, Hardest Part, Heaven's Glory, Hesitation, His Presence, Holiness, Impatience, Instant Gratififiation, Jesus, Lamentation, Limitation, Minding the Gap, Opportuity, Overcome, Perseverance, Poetry and Poems, Pretense, Question, Rebllion, Refocus, Relationship, Right Direction, Sanctification, Season, Significance, Spiritual Improvement, Spiritual REalm, Stewardship, Sublime, Test, The Enemy, Thread, Trust, Understood, Upper Story, Waiting, Waiting Stars, Worship
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Hollow Words and Climbing Trees
Hollow Words and Climbing Treesby Michael DoyleHanging out on an oak limb Beneath the canopy’s shadow,The moves we made brought us safety.Empty words ring kind of hollow.Left on their own, kids flourish.It’s the way we allow them to nourishThe decision-making … Continue reading
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Tagged Alive, Bock Bottoms, Boundaries, Brilliant, Build, Canopy, Climbing Trees, Compassion, Darkness, Decision Making, Discern, Dream, Experience, Explore, Falling Down, Fashion, Firm Foundation, Flourish, Fluency, Free Life, Get Back Up, Hanging Out, Harshness, Hollow Words, Independence, Kids, Last, Learn, Life's Lessons, Meaningful Purpose, Move Forward, Moves, Nourish, Oak Limb, Past, Play, Poetry and Poems, Preferences, Resiliency, Resilient, Return, Rock, Safety, Scars, Shadow, Skin-Deep, Sooner Then Later, Souls, Stream, Survive, Tears, Tragic End, Weep
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