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Tag Archives: Crowd
Born Into This World
Born Into This Worldby Michael DoyleWe are born into this wounded worldIn which we see the need for improvementIt often feels as if we’re hurledBecoming ourselves is our greatest accomplishmentGrasping for the bits and pieces we can findThat which which … Continue reading
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Tagged Accomplishment, Beauty of Tomorrow, Becoming Ourselves, Behind, Bits and Pieces, Blind Faith, Books On Shelves, Born, Coming Years, Crowd, Culture, Dare, Desperate, Discontent, Discover, Drowning Surface, Ears, Eccentric Opinions, Essential, Eyes Above, Fallacies, Feel, Find, Fools, Gambit, Grasp, Grievous, Harshest Critics, Humble Beginnings, Hurled, Improvement, Into This World, Love, Ourselves, Poetry and Poems, Potential, Sorrow, Stumble, The Best, Vulturess, Wartmth, Whisper, World's Embrace, Wounded, Written Script
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Moonbow Symphony
Moonbow Symphonyby Michael DoyleMy daughters and I are proneTo take all-day drivesPreferably together, not aloneTo feel the peace of being aliveLast weekend, early on SaturdayOur packed-up SUV got underwayThe goal was to see the MoonbowTo Cumberland Falls, we would goLexington … Continue reading
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Tagged Adventure, Alive, All-Day Drives, Beautiful Phenomenon, Beauty, Blaze, Bluegrass, Breeze, Colors, Crowd, Cumberland Falls, Cumberland Gap, Daniel Boone, Daughters, Days, Design, Expected, Forest Green, Goal, Gray, High, Horses, Ledgge, Lexington, Lifestyle, Light, Luck, Magic, Mist, Moon, Moonbow, Moonbow Symphony, Mystified, Nature, Night, Peace, Poetry and Poems, Presence, Rainbow, Rejected, River, Saturday, Second To None, Serene, Silver, Sky, Spectral Bridge, Sun, SUV, Toes, Together, Travel, Water's Edge, Waterfalls, White
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However Hard
However Hardby Michael DoyleHowever Hard the wind blewWe knew we’d make it throughHe who wears the victor’s crownWould never let us drownWith our strength of willWe depend on Him, and stillGod will allow to prevailOur faith is shown in our … Continue reading
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Tagged Busy Days, Community, Course, Crowd, Depend, Drown, Dust, Faith, God, God's Family, God's Gift, God's Ways, Good, Hands, Hard, Him, In the End, Make It Through, Matter, Mix, One Another, Poetry and Poem, Prevail, Shatter, Strength of Will, Strong, Tale, Understood, Victor's Crown, Ways
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Totality and Doom
Totality and Doomby Michael DoyleYesterday, the moon blotted out the sunIn the same way, it has frequently doneThe people traveled from miles aroundHoping they would see something to astoundTheir weary minds at least for a little whileSome came to be … Continue reading
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Tagged Apocalypse, Appear, Astound, Bits and Pieces, Blood Moon, Bloom, Blot, Certain, Change, Chaos, Clever, Close Lips, Comfort, Conspiracies, Corner, Crowd, Cultural, Dandeliions, Darkness, Days, Devil's Comet, Die, Doom, Doomsayer, End, Faith, Familiar, Fear, Forever, Happy, Internet, Lear, Lives, Magical, Miles, Moon, Odd, Panic, Path of Totality, Poetry and Poems, Prediction, Prophecies, Reality, Regret, Religious, Resilient, Signficant, Signs, Sky, Smile, So Much for, Speak, Startled, Strong, Sun, Taught, Thinker, Totality, Travel, Trouble, Vibe, View, Wait, Watch, Weary Minds, Whisper, Wrong, Years, Yesterday
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Against All Hope
Against All Hopeby Michael DoyleAll alone, by myselfI searched on the shelfFor the words to knowJust how I might growTo start over in this testTo come through with the restIn a crash of my identityI lived my life renewing sincerityThere … Continue reading
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Tagged Against, Alone, Attention, Burn, Come Through, Conspire, Corrupt, Crash, Crowd, Fake, Fire, Fools, Grow, Hope, Humanity, Humility, Identity, Know, Lie, Look Down, Lost, Madness, Mean, Meek, Mercy, Outcasts, Poetry and Poems, Pretension, Search, Self, Shelf, Sincerity, Test, Truth, Unaware, Vanity, Weakest Length, Weakness, Words
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In A Parisian Crowd
In A Parisian Crowdby Michael DoyleThe French soul Is wrapped around500 year old plumbingLike a lump of coalOn a Christmas dayIt has its significanceAnd at times its magnificenceBut there’s something to sayFor finding other, better waysAnd even the naughty findIt … Continue reading
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Tagged Acquit, Better Ways, Brazen, Breaks Your Fall, Bridge, Christmas Day, Clueless, Coal, Contribution, Controversy, Crowd, Faux Culture, French Soul, French Way, Gaze, Guilty, Habit, Heresy, Honest, Joke, Knife, Lonely, Magnificence, Nude, Numb, Paris, Parisian, Play, Plumbing, Poetry and Poems, Politically Incorrect, Quit, Rightful Place, Say, Significance, Solution, Sranger, Talk, Truth, Wrap
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Thought For the Day: There Are Basically Two Types of People. People Who Accomplish Things, and People Who Claim to Have Accomplished Things
“There are basically two types of people. People who accomplish things, and people who claim to have accomplished things. The first group is less crowded.” – Mark Twain
Posted in Thought For the Day
Tagged Accomplish, Basic, Claim, Crowd, First Group, Mark Twain, People, Thought For the Day, Types
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In the I-IV-VII
In the II IV VIIby Michael Doyle In the I IV VIII just might playMy way to blues heavenBut I wouldn’t want to really say. It’s just another moment in this dayTroubles found and troubles goneNo real matter to how … Continue reading
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Tagged Belongs, Blues, Blues Heaven, Chill, Circles, Crossroads, Crowd, Cry and Play, Curved, Day, Dig In Deep, Drawn, Etch, Every Day, Fall, Feeling, Find, Fogot, Found, Gone, Groove, Guitar, I-IV-VII, Incendiary, Living Life, Lost Mind, Loud, Memory, Mind, Moment, Night, Note, One Too Many, Play, Poetry and Poems, Question, Real Matter, Right, Room, Say, Sing, Sliding Tones, Slow Roll, Song, Soul, Sting, Strings, Tomorrow, Troubles, Tumbling Dice
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To A Northern Cardinal
It’s almost that time…. April 1st is the first day of NaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo 2020. As a warm up, the first suggestion was to write a poem about any bird. I thought of an eagle in this time when we all need … Continue reading
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Tagged Air, Blanche, Branch, Breeze, Bright Spot, Brim, Call, Chipping, Company, Crowd, Dart, Dash, Den, Disappear, Dress, Flutter, Fly, Holiness, Joy, Life, Limb, Loud, Loved Once, Loyalty, Mate, NaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo 2020, Northern Cardinal, Perch, Photograph, Pines, Pleasant, Poem, Poetry, Red, Remember, Shelter, Sigh, Silken Wings, Sing, Song, Stand Out, Tears, Visit, Warning, Window, Writing
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