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Tag Archives: Dark of Night
Interiorly Designed
Interiorly Designedby Michael DoyleThe things that come along to discern thisThat God places use where we can learn goodnessHow then can we make the most of it and embraceWhere God has put us in our time and spaceTo make the … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Abrasive, Accord, Adversary, Advocate, Appeal, Approach, Arguments, Authority, Basis, Bind, Blind, Blindness, Bridge, Brink, Captive, Challenges, Change, Changing Conversation, Choose, Christ, Circumspection, Contemplation, Convince, Damascus, Dark of Night, Design, Destination, Destruction, Discern, Embrace, Every Single Thought, Face-To-Face, Fight, Find, Gentleness, God, Good, Goodness, Grace, Heart, Holy, Hour, Humility, Inside, Interior Design, Kindness, Ledge, Legacy, Lessons, Life Stealing, Light, Linking, Lives, Love's Power, Magnification, Mind, Obedient, Oblvious, Obvious, Outward, Path, Pattern, Paul, Peace, Persausive, Persecution, Pivot, Poetry and Poems, Possibility, Prcoess, Radical Difference, Resolution, Resolve, Reveal, Reverence, Right Intentions, Root, Saved, See, Share, Signification, Soul, Strongest Thoughts, Students, Tactful, Tension, The Bible, The Gospel, Think, Thrust, Time and Space, Traces, Truth, Wisdom, World
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A Gaelic King
A Gaelic Kingby Michael DoyleIn 700 AD, the Picts and the Gaels divided ScotlandAs if that were something natural to commandNo force on Earth could unite these kingdomsTo think that possible is sheer bedlamThe impossible doesn’t stop hearts from tryingBut … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged 700 AD, Bedlam, Betray, Brooch, Comman, Cry, Dark of Night, Desire, Divide, Earth, Fire, Forbidden, Force, Gaelic, Hard As A Rock, Heart of Stone, Hearts, Hidden, Hunger, Impossible, Kept, King, Kingdom, Kingdoms, Love of Peace, Natural, Need, Old King, Photograph, Picts, Poem, Poetry, Possible, Power, Reign, Right, Scotland, Scream, Solemn, Somehow, Son, Steal Away, Throne, Try, Unite, Vengeance, Vengeful, Vow, Vows
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Winchester I. The Arrival
There is a famous house in California built the widow of the same Winchester who invented the famous rifle of the same name. Winchester I. The Arrival by Michael Doyle The bell tolls in the dark of night While the … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Always, Arrival, Awakes, Bell, Blood, Blow, Build, California, Cause, Chaos, Cheer, Confusion, Control, Creak and Groan, Cycles, Dark of Night, Death, Desperation, Doctor, Doubt, Drapes, Drip, Endless, Endless Rooms, Escape, Expansion, Falls Into Place, Fear, Fire, Fools, Gloom, Grief, Haunted, Hope, Horror, House, Hundred Rooms, Husband, Illusion, Journey, Last Breath, Life, Man, Mansion, Medium, Mind, Mirror, Mother, Move Past, Nearer, Need, Pain, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Pointless, Reaches Out, Recall, Reclusive, Regain, Relief, Repeating, Respect, Reveal, Rifle, Rules, Self-Inflicted, Shadow, Son, Soul, Spiritualist, Stagger, Stairs, Suffer, Survey, Take Back Control, Tempest, Time, Tire, Tolls, Too Great A Price, Wall, Whisper, Widow, Winchester, Wind, Window, Wish, Wounded Heart
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