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Seasons Lived
Seasons Livedby Michael DoyleLife comes and goesDefined in seasonsIt has its reasonsAs our life sowsThat which we reapComes with joy that we’ll keepKeeping goodness as our laneHoping all the others try to do the sameStepping forward into the greatnessWe know … Continue reading
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Tagged Adversity, All Due Appreciation, Belong, Biblical Stewardship, Blind, Blind Spots, Broken Feels, Cause and Effect, Certainty, Comes and Goes, Conversation, Correction, Correctly, Days, Destination, Direct, Discipline, Divinity, Every Sesnse, Eyes, Familiarity, Family, Filters of Pain, Forward, Genuine Community, God, Goodness, Greatness, Heal, Heresy, History, Intentional Prayer, Joy, Keep, Last Days, Lies, Life, Limit, Live Right, Logical Song, Long Road, Looking Ahead, Love, Manage, Mankind, Measure, Open Eyes, Open Minds, Optimism, Poetry and Poems, Polarity, Pressure, Question, Reap, Reasons, Rebuke, Recognize, Relationally, Schism, Seasons, See, Serve, Sexuality, Sin, Social Institutions, Sow, Stand Firm, Strong, Study God, Theology, Truth, Unblemished, Victory, Ways, Worldly Ways
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Remembering Prince
Remembering Princeby Michael DoyleI remember listening to a nightingale singSomewhere in Europe and just about springAnd thinking about things dismissed in hasteA lot of which was only my imagined wasteOne of these was Prince, dead at fifty-sevenDid find his way … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged America Singing, Argue, Blind, Dark Side, Decay, Deep Discography, Delay, Diminutive, Dirty-Minded Minstrel, Dismiss, Europe, Eyebrow, Eyes, Feedback, Fifty-Seven, Forgotten, Freedom, Funky Treasure, Grief, Harm, Haste, Heaven, Hum, Life, Loaded Dice, Lost Culture, Love, Measure, Melody, Memories, Memory, Minor Gods, Mourning Doves, Music, Musical Genres, Nightingale, Pain, Poetry, Poetry and Poems, Price, Prince, Pulse, Purple Rain, Rain, Remember, Reverence, Reverie, Rock-n-Roll, Shape of One, Soft Voice, Somehow, Something From Nothing, Soul, Sound, Spring, Strong Spirit, Surprise, The Purple One, Time, Transcend, Trtuh, Waste, Wicked Charm, Wisdom, Writing
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Never Want To Say Good Night
Never Want To Say Good Nightby Michael DoyleThe bossa nova moved us to the dance floorWith the Brazilian beat, we couldn’t ignoreMy plunging heart was flown in from aboveEvery moment spent with you calls me to loveThe shine in your … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged A Little More, Above, Aim To Please, All the Same, Always Love, Back Again, Black Dress, Bliss, Book of Life, Born To Please, Bossa Nova, Brazilian Beat, Breath, Burn, Caress, Close, Connection, Dance Floor, Desire, Drift Away, Drive Deep, Every Moment, Every Touch, Explore, Eyes, Fire, Flame, Glide, Heart, Ignore, Inch By Inch, Infatuation, Inspiration, Kiss Me, Laugh, Life, Lose Control, Love, Love Games, Loving Lips, Make Love, Mind, Moon, My Name, Never Want, Passion, Perfection, Play of Eyes, Poetry, Poetry and Poems, Pulse, Reasons, Reasons Why, Satisfaction, Say Good night, Seductive Spirt, Shaking Knees, Shine, Sigh, Smile, Smooth Skin, Sould, Sweet Kiss, Tantalize, Tell You Please, Thinking Of, Wife, Writing, Your Eyes, Your Time
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Looking Back On Quincy U
Looking Back on Quincy Uby Michael DoyleMentor and teacherTo rocker and preacherWith a deepness of eyesThat made it easy to realizeRather rock or jazzHis licks and hooks had pizzazzCreating hits like a grand slamQuincy’s life was the master jamMusic is … Continue reading
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Tagged Believed, Conceived, Conjecture, Control, Desire, Ego, Emotional Architecture, Every Night, Eyes, Feel, Fire, Given or Stolen, Golden Trace, Grand Slam, Human Tapestry, Jazz, Licks and Hooks, Looking Back, Love, Love and Grace, Master Jam, Mentor and Teacher, Music, Must, Note, Poetry and Poems, Preacher, Quincy Jones, Quincy U, Realize, Received, Record Deal, Respect, reviews, Rhythm, Rock, Rocker, Score, Soul, Sound Right, Sunshine and Smiles, Thriller, Trigger, Trust
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It Hardly Counted
It Hardly Counted by Michael DoyleIn all my time in the dreadful warI felt certain of something moreA lot of horrible things occurredLooking back they’ve all blurredThese horrors handled with graceAre the worst, most of us faceTo know that man’s … Continue reading
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Tagged Amount, Blur, Certain, Conflict, Cost, Count, Desipte, Die, Effort, Empty Hero, Endure, Eyes, Face, Feeling, Friends, Grace, Hell, Horror, Hurt Full, In the End, Inflict, Less Than Zero, Lifetime, Man's Inhumanity To Man, Memory, Mirror, More, Needed, Occur, Others, Poetry and Poems, Recognize, Rhyme, Shell, Time, Trouble, Truth, War, Why
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Thought For the Day: The Only Other Place Comparable To These Marvelous Nether Regions, Must Surely Be Naked Space Itself, Out Far Beyond Atmosphere
“(T)he only other place comparable to these marvelous nether regions, must surely be naked space itself, out far beyond atmosphere, between the stars, where sunlight has no grip upon the dust and rubbish of planetary air, where the blackness of … Continue reading
Sacred Call
Sacred Callby Michael DoyleMy eyes are set aboveFocused on my God’s loveI raise my voice in gratitudeFixing right my attitudeThe Holy Spirit knows us allIn its guidance, as we recallSinging out with our full voiceI live every moment by my … Continue reading
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Tagged Above, Attitude, Best Is Done, Christ, Days, Every Moment, Eyes, Focus, Free Choice, Full Voice, God's Alone, God's Love, God's Will, Gratitude, Guidance, Hallelujah, Holy Spirit, My All, Name of the Lord, Poetry and Poems, Praise, Recall, Relationship, Risen, Sacred Call, Savior, Sing, Stone, The Son, Tomb, Top of My Lungs, Trust, Whisper, Worship, Worthy
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First Principles: He Will Wipe Away Every Tear From Their Eyes, and Death Shall Be No More, Neither Shall There Be Mourning, Nor Crying, Nor Pain Anymore, For the Former Things Have Passed Away
“He will wipe away every tear from their eyes, and death shall be no more, neither shall there be mourning, nor crying, nor pain anymore, for the former things have passed away.” – Revelation 21:4
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Tagged Cry, Death, Eyes, First Principles, Former Things, Mourning, No More, Pain, Passed Away, Revelation 21:4, Tear, Wipe Away
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ALOHA PROMISES FOREVER 