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Tag Archives: Comfort
Lisa (How To Love A New England Girl)
Lisa (How To Love A New England Girl)by Michael DoyleShe was born a New England girlWith dreams of her own and the leaves in a whirlEvery fall, she knew comfort in her seasonAnd he knew that she made sense beyond … Continue reading
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Tagged Beach, Beautiful Name, Best Place, Beyond Reason, Blame, Boston, Coffees, Comfort, Conversations, Cotton Candy, Dreams, Driven, Dunkin Donuts, Embrace, Enjoy, Every Morning, Fall, Fall Foliage, Flowers, Glad To Be Alive, God, Granite Swimming Holes, Hand-In-Hand, Hard to Resist, Hayrides, Heart, Her Ways, Hoome, Hung Out, Incredible Place, Kaleidoscope, Leaves, Lights, Lips, Lisa, Longfellow Serenade, Love, Love Like hers, Love Like That, Love of Music, Miss, Moon, Music, Never Alone, New England Girl, North Beach, North Conway, Overgrown Surfer Boy, Oyster, Plans Made, Poetry and Poems, Posse, Promised, Reach, Red Hair, Sand, Season, Settler's Green, Shade, Shores, Smart Enough, Songs, Sore Thumb, Splinter, Start, Story Land, Summer, Sunrise, Take the Blame, The Wall, Toes, Tourists, Two Hour Drive, Understand, W.C. Handy, Walking, Warm, Warning, Wicked Slippery, Winter, Wintry, Woods, Worth
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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
Posted in Poetry and Poems
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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Among the First Casualties
Among the First Casualtiesby Michael DoyleAmong the first casualties of warIs the promise that love will live onAnd if something goes wrong, lovers will love moreThe white heat of passion burns until it’s goneA touch, a line, a singular traceA … Continue reading
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Tagged Among, Borne, Broken Hearts, Burn, Comfort, Embrace, Fallen, Fear, First Casualties, Forget, Heart, Hide, Hope, Left Behind, Line, Linger, Lingering Memory, Live On, Love, Lovers, Mind, Mustache, Okay, Paassion, Poetry and Poems, Pretend, Promise, Reflections, Regret, Scars, Stars, Touch, Trace, Void, War, White Heat, Wish, Wounded Heart, Wrong
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Nihilistic Stumble Grumble
Nihilistic Stumble Grumbleby Michael DoyleLife in all its historiesIs filled with a million mysteriesThings that might have gone betterWritten and unwritten, letter by letterWe find ourselves filling up the holesTrying to bring comfort to our soulsStepping in an avalanche pulling … Continue reading
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Tagged Avalanche, Best, Better, Comfort, Conquer, Detail, Dull Surprises, Frowns, God, Heartbreaks, History, Holes, Inner Demons, Letter, Life, Lost, Mistakes, Mortal Man, Mystery, Nihilistic, Pain, Passing the Test, Peace, Puzzle, Rear View, Reveal, Secret Plan, Smiles, Souls, Stumble Grumble, Thrill By Thrill, Troubled, Veneration, Will, Wish the Best, World
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Thought For the Day: Too Often We Enjoy the Comfort of Opinion Without the Discomfort of Thought
“Too often we enjoy the comfort of opinion without the discomfort of thought.” – John F. Kennedy
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Tagged Cliche, Comfort, Discomfort, Enemy of Truth, Facts, Interpretations, John F. Kennedy, Lie, Myth, Opinion, Thought, Thought For the Day
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Thought For the Day: For Whatever Things Were Written Before Were Written For Our Learning, That We…Might Have Hope
“For whatever things were written before were written for our learning, that we through the patience and comfort of the Scriptures might have hope.” – Romans 15:4
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Tagged Comfort, Hope, Learning, Patience, Romans 15:4, Scriptures, Thought For the Day, Whatever Things, Written
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Thought For the Day: The Lust For Comfort Murders the Passions of the Soul
“The lust for comfort murders the passions of the soul.” – Kahlil Gibran, mystic, poet, and artist (6 Jan 1883-1931)
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Tagged Comfort, Kahlil Gibran, Lust, Murder, Passion, Soul, Thought For the Day
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