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One Breath
One Breathby Michael DoyleHeaven has its melody,It plays like a full symphony.It’s calling us all home.We walk together, not alone.There’s a taste like eternityIn all that God has done for me.There is a home before our adoration,As certain as we … Continue reading
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Tagged Adoration, Arrival, Blessed, Certain, Contemplation, Death, Destination, Eternity, Full Symphony, Glory, God, Grave, Happy Story, Heaven, Home, Joy, Lord's Light, Melody, Night, Not Alone, One Breath, Poetry and Poems, Praise, Redemption, Revival, Satan, Stand Together, The Lamb, Theology, Trinity, Us, Walk Together
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Thought For the Day: The Object of War Is Not To Die For Your Country But To Make the Other Bastard Die For His
“The object of war is not to die for your country but to make the other bastard die for his.” – General George S. Patton Happy Veterans Day, especially to my fellow Veterans and their families.
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Tagged Country, Death, Die, General George S. Patton, Object, Thought For the Day, War
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The Pleasures of the Kill
The Pleasures of the Killby Michael DoyleTo be a vampire is to live a very long time.You can spend this time in venal pleasure or sublime.But either way, it is a counting of thousands of days,And this time is best … Continue reading
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Tagged Blood, Breath, Days, Death, Eternal Life, Hunt, Jealously, Kill, Poetry and Poems, Sin, The Devil, Time, Vampire, Word
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The Queen of Bones Takes Her Throne
The Queen of Bones Takes Her Throneby Michael DoyleTwo children live as sparks of duality,Two sparks born to burn through eternity.The blood and bones entwine with no enmity,Walked past the bewitching hours of mortality.Pagan horrors linger with dark secrets known,These … Continue reading
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Tagged Dark Secrets, Death, Duality, Eternity, Life, Mortaliity, Pagan Horror, Poetry and Poems, Queen of Bones, Seekers, Spark, Throne, Two Children, Woods
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Counting the Days
Counting the Daysby Michael DoyleI hear from some voices to accentuateThe closest approximation to the positive.Sometimes that’s hard with all the dysfunctionalityThat comes from being part of the human family.I have to remind myself that I am not falling,And these … Continue reading
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Tagged Accentuate, Alright, Amusement, Approximation, Blame, Calling, Clock, Count, Days, Death, Dream, Dysfuntionality, Epidemic, Explore, Faded Questions, Falling, Future Shock, Hold On Tight, Human FAmily, Improvement, lLife, Love Another, Moon Up, Out of Control, Pandemic, Poetry and Poems, Positive, Remind, Rock, Roll, Shame, Soul, Sunrise, Surprise, Taste, Voice, Waste, Whie
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Oscar Night Without A Fright
Oscar Night Without A Frightby Michael DoyleHollywood tries to get one thing right,How to survive the Oscar night without a fright.Celebrities don’t walk the red carpet zoneWithout Armani on a tightrope of their own.Harnessing star power to openly conspire, Giorgio … Continue reading
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Tagged #MeToo, Celebrity, Choice, Death, Design, Expression, Fashion, Fright, Giorgio Armani, Hollywood, Inspiration, New Ideas, Open Conspiracy, Oscar Night, Poetry and Poems, Red Carpet, Voice
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Fifty-Five Years Gone
Fifty-Five Years Goneby Michael DoyleFrom crayons to my sister’s perfume,I was lost deep inside the White Room.Things of death made me feel fear,And I needed another atmosphere.I lost myself on memory lane,Half convinced that life slips down the drain.Looking for … Continue reading
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Tagged 45s, AM Radio, Atmosphere, Autumn Leaves, Beginning, Call, Closed Door, Crawl, Crayon, Cry, Death, Different, Drain, DU, Experiment, Fall, Fear, Feeling Sound, Fifty-Five Years, Find, FM, Fortune, Gone, Hit, Inside, Kicks, Madman, Memory Lane, Music, Never-Ending, New Opportunity, Perfume, Player, Poetry and Poems, Read, Reverent, Shaman, Shout, Soul, Stage, Stereo Long Play, Twist, Unimpressed, Variant, Wasteland, Way Out, White Room, Wounded Prided
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Death Revealed Truths
Death Revealed Truthsby Michael DoyleWe don’t get more real than with death.The feeling of this stays until the last breath.If you’re not prepared to succumb and die,We need to focus on the how and the why.If you’re not ready for … Continue reading
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Tagged Bible, Breath, Christianity, Death, Die, Faith, Flame, Focus, God, Gulf, Jesus, Live, Poetry and Poems, Revelation, Shadow, Truth
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First Principles: After Desire Has Conceived, It Gives Birth To Sin; and Sin, When It Is Full-Grown, Gives Birth To Death
“After desire has conceived, it gives birth to sin; and sin, when it is full-grown, gives birth to death.” – James 1:15 NIV
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Tagged Birth, Conceive, Death, Desire, First Principles, Full-Grown, James 1:15 NIV, Sin
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I Want To Write A Praise Song
I Want To Write A Praise Songby Michael DoyleI know that the past is always present.It’s nothing to me that I will resent.The scars are a reminder of whereI fell down, and God was always there.I was struggling, unable to … Continue reading
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Tagged Bible, Catch My Breath, Christianity, Cross, Crucifixon, Death, Defeat, Faith, Feel, Feet, Fell Down, Forever, Glor, God, Good, Halleluhah, His Hand, His Kingdom, Hurt, Jesus, Limits, Lord Jesus, Loss, Lost, Majesty, Moment, Mystery, Offer Up, Past, Poetry and Poems, Praise Song, Praises, Present, Redemption, Reminder, Salvation, Scars, Song, Strong, Struggle, Times, Timid, Truth, Understood, Victory, Weak, Write
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ALOHA PROMISES FOREVER 