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Tag Archives: Comfort
I Am More Than
I Am More Thanby Michael DoyleSomewhere beneath the scratches and dust Is the man who has survived life’s bust.Though sometimes coiled up and hissing,I am well aware of the things I’m missing.I am more than this collection of bones.I know … Continue reading
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Tagged Battered, Belongs, Beneath, Bones, Bruised, Call and Response, Certain, Christianity, Coiled Up, Collection, Comfort, Control, Crawl, Dance, Dust, Every Note, Fail, Faith, Floor, God, Hissing, Home, Human Being, I Am, Jesus, Life, Living Water, Lost, Love, Loving FAther, Man, Missing, More, My Love, No More, Poetry and Poems, Pray, Prevail, Scratcches, Seen, Sing, Sorrow, Soul, Survivor, Test of Time, Testimony, The Lord, Tomorrow, Troubles, Vidtory, Walk Alone
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And Then Came the Final Fall (For Ozzy)
And Then Came the Final Fall (For Ozzy)by Michael DoyleFacing the music as it begins to playI, in my pulpit of one, begin to pray.Lost within my sense of inconsolable dreams,I take comfort in the prophet’s endless screams.Time went on, … Continue reading
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Tagged Black Sabbath, Blizzard of Oz, Call, Comfort, Crazy Train, Dark Night, Demons, Depression, Extremists, Final Fall, Hell, Hex, Hitching A Ride, Home, Homicidal, Inconsolable Dreams, Mature, Music, Nurture, Ozzy Osbourne, Pain, Poetry and Poems, Pouring Rain, Pray, Prince of Darkness, Prophet, Pulpit, Puzzle, Randy Rhoads, Regret, Shouting At the Devil, Singer, Song, Sreams, Urgency, Vain, Western Dessert
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Thought For the Day: The Ultimate Measure of A Man Is Not Where He Stands In Moments of Convenience and Comfort, But Where He Stands AT Times of Challenge and Controversy
“The ultimate measure of a man is not where he stands in moments of convenience and comfort, but where he stands at times of challenge and controversy.” – Martin Luther King Jr.
I Thought Myself An Eagle
I Thought Myself An Eagleby Michael DoyleI thought myself an eagleAnd built me a nest in solitudeAbove where I could watch beautyAnd very few might intrudeThe disappointments I’ve knownHave dried up my springs of hopeI retreat to that comfort shownAnd … Continue reading
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Tagged Absence of Love, Atone, Beauty, Broken, Comfort, Complement, Connection, Cope, Decision, Defect, Disappointments, Discovery, Eagle, Heart, Hope, Hypertensive World, Imagination, Inside Myself, Intrude, Jouney, Known, Leap of Faith, Life, Moments, Music, My Love, Nest, Notes, Own, Poetry and Poems, Precision, Private Sins, Pulled Apart, Refuge, Retreat, Revea;, Right Direction, Rote, Search, Secrets, Shattered, Shelter, Shown, Solitude, Soul, Spoken, Springs of Hope, Steady Eyes, Surprise, Survive, Talk, Thought, Times, Walk, Watch, Wordless Words, Would-Be Travelers
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Thought For the Day: The Ultimate Measure of A Man Is Not Where He Stands In Moments of Comfort and Convenience, But Where He Stands At Times of Challenge and Controversy
“The ultimate measure of a man is not where he stands in moments of comfort and convenience, but where he stands at times of challenge and controversy.” – Martin Luther King, Jr.
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Tagged Challenge, Comfort, Controversy, Convenience, Lltimate, Man, Martin Luther King Jr., Measure, Stand, Thought For the Day
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Fiona’s Bee
Fiona’s Beeby Michael DoyleThere by the grace of April’s sleetWas a bumble bee at Fiona’s feetIt was good to start her morning pleasantlyCaught up in a childhood memoryHer father had taught her to pet them gentlyFiona did so then very … Continue reading
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Tagged Ability, Adult, Affection, April, Bee, Bees, Bombus Tetris, Boundary Line, Bumble Bee, Buzz, Capability, Childhood Memory, Coincidence, Comfort, Communication, Copernican Revolution, Erase, Father, Fellow Creatures, Fiona, gardening, Gentle, Harbor, Human, Kinship, Kitchen Box, Lock, Morning, Nature, Palm, Poetry and Poems, Practicality, Preen, Queen, Recall, Respldence, Sensibility, Serenity, Sing, Sip, Sleet, Sugar Water, Urgency, Wing
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Two-Way Street
Two-Way Streetby Michael DoyleI don’t have the words to sayAll the things that I must sayI silently sit here, and I prayI will somehow make my wayTo my shepherd, I will singThe holiest of holies, He is my kingYou know … Continue reading
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Tagged Comfort, Congregation, Days of Life, Destination, Disappear, Faith, Faithfulness, Feeling Weak, Freed, Holiest of Holies, King, Lead, Life, Lost, Make My Way, Meet, Path, Poetry and Poems, Pray, Say, Shepherd, Silent, Sing, Sing and Shout, Tapestry, The Lord, Two-Way Street, Wait, Words, Words To Speak, Yoke
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Love Is A Choice
Love Is A Choiceby Michael DoyleSometimes I silently look at youIn awe and wonder at all you doAnd I know, it’s true what some sayI fall deeper for you with each dayFor the good and bad of this voiceI know … Continue reading
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Tagged A Thousand Times Over, Atttention, Awe and Wonder, Best, Boundary, Choice, Close, Closer Still, Comfort, Cosmos, Depth, Face, Fall Deeper, Forget, Forgiveness, Gauge, God, Good and Bad Days, Grow, Healing, Hold Your Hand, I, Intention, Keep You, Kind, Know, Life, Limits, Live, Look, Love, Love Is A Choice, Loving Embrace, Mind, Moment's Breath, More Than A Feeling, My Love, Needs, Poetic Pretense, Poetry, Poetry and Poems, Process, Quandary, Quanitfy, Relationships, Remember, Sanctuary, Say, Selfish, Selfless, Sentence, Share, Singulre, Spirituality, Step Forward, Survive, Test, Thrive, True Love, Understand, Upset, Voice, Ways, Whisper, Withstand, World's Strife, Worth, You
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Thought For the Day: Remember, We All Stumble, Every One of Us. That’s Why It’s A Comfort To Go Hand In Hand
“Remember, we all stumble, every one of us. That’s why it’s a comfort to go hand in hand.” – Emily Kimbrough, author and broadcaster (23 Oct 1899-1989)
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Tagged All, Comfort, Emily Kimbrough, Every One, Hand In Hand, Remember, Stumble, Thought For the Day, Why
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