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Advent’s Adoration
Advent’s Adorationby Michael DoyleOur eyes are open wide in adorationToday marks the start of the Advent seasonJoined hands pray for our blessingAssured as we are without need for guessingThe pancakes made and servedTasted better than we deservedWe find Jesus walking … Continue reading
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Tagged Adoration, Advent, Advent Season, Assured, Aware, Blessing, Christmas, Dead, Deserved, Eyes, Faith, Guessing, Hope, Immanuel, Jesus, Know, Last Words, Loving One Another, Pancakes, Poetry and Poems, Pray, Served, Taste, Teach, Treach, Weight
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An Appreciation Recognized
An Appreciation Recognizedby Michael DoyleSpoken with some adherenceIs the preacher’s insistenceOnly the Holy Spirit needs to appearFor the ears willing to hearOther churches are our familyWith eyes joined on the holyWe live this walk in celebrationAs we spread our faith … Continue reading
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Tagged Adherence, Appear, Appreciation, Belong, Calling, Celebration, Church, Ears, Eyes, Faith, Falling, Family, Growing Faith, Growing Together, Hear, Holy, Insistance, Joined Hands, Joy, Leadership, Love of God, Mission, Nation, New Song, Pastored, Persisstence, Poetry and Poems, Position, Preacher, Recognize, Spirit, Spoken, Spread, The Holy Spirit, the Word, Witness, Word, Worship
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To Make A Man Invincible
To Make A Man Invincibleby Michael DoyleYou know that a moon full of madnessAnd a heart filled with sadnessAin’t never done any man no goodFrom that gun in your handIt seems you just might understandYour eyes say it is understoodRiding … Continue reading
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Tagged Choices, Dead, Draw, Eyes, Faith, Fears Call, Feel, Ghosts, Gumman, Gun, Hand, Head, Heat, Invincible, Invisible, Kill, Last, Madness, Man, Midnight, Moon, Moonlight, No Good, Outgunning, Past, Poetry and Poems, Regret, Riding Hard, Running, Sadness, Silence, Simple Secret, Stir, Sun, Three Men, Trembling Voices, Two Men, Understand, Understood
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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
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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
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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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