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Tag Archives: Brave
A Song of Thanksgiving
A Song of Thanksgivingby Michael DoyleA song of thanksgivingSung to be braveIn need of forgivingI claw my way from my graveWith apprehensionI am reaching outBeyond comprehensionMy thoughts are filled with doubtStill, I danceIn your rain of kindnessTaking this chanceDespite my … Continue reading
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Tagged Apprehension, Better Choice, Blindness, Brave, Chance, Circumstance, Comprehension, Dance, Days, Doubt, Forgiving, Good, Grave, Heaven, Kindness, Love, Poetry and Poems, Praise, Prayer, Reaching Out, Relevance, See, Song, Thanksgiving, Theology, Understood, Voice
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Oblique Stare
Oblique Stareby Michael DoyleI looked up in an oblique stareUpward into that cold ceilingFighting with God in my prayerHoping that my wish would be prevailingTwo daughters stood near by my sideI was not ready to leave behindAnd to my Lord, … Continue reading
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Tagged Adore, Another Day, Behind, Brave, Cold Ceiling, Confide, Cry, Daily Meditation, Deserve, Die, Fight, Forgiven, Given, God, Hear Me, Love, Medication, Mercy, My God, My Life, My Lord, Oblique Stare, Poetry and Poems, Prayer, Prevail, Question, Respect, Take My Life, Thankful, Time, Two Daughters, Understood, Wish, Year Later, Yours
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First Principles: ‘Tis the Business of Little Minds to Shrink; But He Whose Heart Is Firm, and Whose Conscience Approves His Conduct, Will Pursue His Principles Unto Death
“I love the man that can smile in trouble, that can gather strength from distress, and grow brave by reflection. ‘Tis the business of little minds to shrink; but he whose heart is firm, and whose conscience approves his conduct, … Continue reading
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Tagged Approve, Brave, Business of Little Minds, Conduct, Conscience, Death, Distress, Firm, First Principles, Heart, Mankind, Principles, Pursue, Reflection, Shrink, Smile, Strength, The Crisis No. 1, Thomas Paine, Trouble
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To the New Sunrise
To the New Sunriseby Michael DoyleHand to heart, heart to handI wish only that you understandThat even if it weren’t for all your charmI would never wish to bring you harmWhen and wherever you may goYou take my care beyond … Continue reading
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Tagged Betteer, Brave, Care, Charm, Comfort, Deeper, Desire, Dream, Eyes, Feel, Fire, Forward, Greet, Hand, Harm, Heart, Inspire, Joy, Known, Life, Lifetimes, Light, Love, Make Love Real, Memories, Memory, Morning Light, New, Playfulness, Poetry and Poems, Refuge, Restless, Reverie, Safe, Sense of Peace, Sunrise, Tire, Toward, Understand, Warmth, Wish, Words, World
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Weren’t Those the Teenaged Years?
Weren’t Those the Teenaged Years?by Michael DoyleThe teenaged yearsOf Saturday night solitudeWas a parade of smiles and tearsAnd many dramasWaiting to intrudeInto the happiness that cameAnd that provided the frameIn moments of ShakespeareThat kept us awakeMaking us braver than our … Continue reading
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Tagged Along the Way, Awake, Bless, Bolder, Brave, Broken Hearts, Choosing, Complexity, Confide, Contemplative, Dramas, Each Step, Edge, Edit, False Starts, Fear, Fight, Frame, Garden Variety, Good, Happiness, Hesitations, Hide, Human Beings, Inquisitive, Intrude, Issues, Losing, Million Ways, Moments, Negatives, Older, Passing By, Poetry and Poems, Positive, Questions, Saturday Night, Secrets, Seen, Shakespeare, Sigh, Smiles and Tears, Solittude, Souls, Take, Tears, Teenaged Years, Thinking, Thought, Tissues, Unseen, Walks, Wars of Love, Wobble, World, Younger Days
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First Principles: The Battle, Sir, Is Not To the Strong Alone; It Is To the Vigilant, the Active, the Brave
“The battle, sir, is not to the strong alone; it is to the vigilant, the active, the brave.” – Patrick Henry …Repeated Ukraine to Russia….
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Tagged Active, Alone, Brave, First Principles, Patrick Henry, Sir, Strong, Vigilant
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First Principles: The Real Man Smiles In Trouble, Gathers Strength From Distress, and Grows Brave By Reflection
“The real man smiles in trouble, gathers strength from distress, and grows brave by reflection.” – Thomas Paine
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Tagged Brave, Distress, First Principles, Grow, Real Man, Reflection, Strength, Thomas Paine, Trouble
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We’re Going To Make It
We’re Going To Make Itby Michael DoyleWhatever today’s bit of sorrowKeep holding on for tomorrowNot giving in to the gray skiesUntil you see the bright sunriseThat will greet your dreamsHeld together now taped at the seamsIn a world that even … Continue reading
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Tagged Adjustment, Alibis, Blame, Brave, Cheerfulness, Clueless, Dreams, Empty, Empty Pockets, Fear, Gratitude, Gray Skies, Greet, Holding On, Hope, Hopes and Dreams, Linger, Make Believe, Make It, New Day, New Norm, Newsmen, Optimism, Pessimism, Platitude, Poetry and Poems, Quarter, Refuge, Same, Seams, Shanty Town, Sing, Someday, Sorrow, Souls, Stay, Sunrise, Today, Together, Tomorrow, Warm, Warmth, We, Winter's Day, Wise, World
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With Contented Sigh
With Contented Sighby Michael DoyleNo matter how muchOf this world, Atlas carriesOn his tired old backIt’s the writer’s touchThat moves or buriesThe feelings we too often lackTurning it on, page after pageConveying the feelings we want to sayHinted at or … Continue reading
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Tagged Amusement, Atlas, Back, Bemusement, Binge, Born, Brave, Buries, Clack, Click, Contented Sigh, Conttent, Convey, Crawling, Cringe, Devil, Die, Due, Everyday, Feelings, Hint, Leave This World, Life Comes, Matter, Meager, Meant To Say, Moments, Moves, Our Words, Page, Poetry and Poems, Pound of Flesh, Pressing Onward, Pushing Toward, Sage, Say, Scene by Scene, Sigh, Souls, Straight Forward, Turning It On, Wandering, Wondering, World, Writer's Day, Writer's Touch
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The Magic of Hope, Part I
The Magic of Hope, Part Iby Michael DoyleIn all of the hustled hassleOf a snow-blanketed sense of seasonLife is oft lived like an air-castleFilled with whimsy decorated with reasonA good Christmas is worked uponAnd not just a state-of-mindJust as soon … Continue reading
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Tagged Air-Castle, Approach, Articles, Atomic Particles, Bear, Believing, Best Company, Blessed, Blessing, Bliss, Brave, Busy, Cheerful, Children, Christmas, Company, Cozy, Crisis, Danger, Destination, Elves, End of the Rope, Everywhere, Feet, Floorboards, Forget, Gentle Reminder, Giants, Girl, Half-Forgotten, Happiness, Hassle, Hear, Heart, Incentive, Journey, Knowing, Lost, Lurk, Magic of Hope, Magic of Snow, Making Ends Meet, Miserable, Nestled, Nightmare, Noise, Nordic Forest, Persevere, Place, Poetry and Poems, Poor, Purity, Read, Reason, Reclaim, Regret, Relief, Sacred Quest, Season, Secret Village, Silver Moon, Skies, Snow, Snowing, Speaking Without Words, Special Part, State-of-Mind, Story, Sympathy, Talked, Top Shelves, True Glory, Truth, Tune, Twinkle, Two Kind Words, Universe, Vapors, Walked, Warm Memory, Whimsy, Woods, Year
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