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First Principles: Think of the Father As A Spring of Life Begetting the Son Like A River and the Holy Ghost Like A Sea For the Spring, and the River and the Sea Are All of One Nature
“Think of the Father as a spring of life begetting the Son like a river and the Holy Ghost like a sea, for the spring and the river and sea are all one nature. Think of the Father as a … Continue reading
Posted in First Principles
Tagged Branch, Father, First Principles, Fruit, Heat, Holy Ghost, John of Damascus, Life, One Nature, Rays, River, Root, Sea, Spring, Substance, Sun, The Son, Three Is One
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Elijah’s Spiritual Refinement
Elijah’s Spiritual Refinementby Michael DoyleWhat would the Lord have us give today?If asked, would you know what to say?We are thankful in joy and right attitude.We live our lives in responsive gratitude.Formed within the womb for God’s purpose,Each of us … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Ask, Bible, Christianity, Elijah, Enoch, Faith, Focus, Generation, God, Gratitude, Heat, Heaven, Holy Spirit, Jesus, Joy, Poetry and Poems, Purpose, Rain, Refinement, Repentance, Responsibility, Right Attitude, Service, Spiritual, Spiritual Inheritance, The Bible, The Lord, Tolerance, Truth
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Bullfrog’s Blues
Bullfrog’s Bluesby Michael DoyleIt seems Bullfrog doesn’t like sweltering heat,But he liked less, his man facedown on the street.The weight of decisions bringing life and deathOften takes away even a tough man’s breath. To hide his tears, he feigned a … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Blues, Breath, Bullfrog, Card, Coffin, Cough, Death, Decision, Die Hard, Guilt, Hard To Forgive, Heat, Joked, Left To LIve, Lessons, Life and Death, Loe, Orders, Poetry and Poems, Street, Tears
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She Learns To Survive
She Learns To Surviveby Michael DoyleTo her, I’m her fatherAs I watch my daughterWalking alone in the nightShe’s always been my lightBut it wasn’t always this wayShe’s haunted by the dayThese moments hidden insideBehind her fragile prideHe took her innocenceI’ve … Continue reading
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Tagged Abandoned, Afraid, Agnoize, Agonizes, Almost Took Her Life, Alone, Beautiful, Beside, Blossom, Bold, Brave, Child of the Light, Confide, Creid, Darkest Depth, Daughter, Day, Dread, Eyes, Father, Feeling, Fight, Fragile Pride, Fright, Grow, Hand, Haunted, He, Head, Heat, Her, Hidden Inside, Hold, In the End, Innocence, Intended Offense, Intense, Know, Learn, Life, Light, Love, Meaning, New Meaning, Night, Poetry and Poems, Power, Remembers, Sad Eyes, Scared, She, Smile, Step Forward, Step-By-Step, Strength, Survive, Talk, Tears, The Past, This Way, Ties, Times, Told, Torment, Understood, Unfolds, Walk, Walking Alone, Worthy, Years
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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
Posted in Poetry and Poems
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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In the Heat of August
In the Heat of Augustby Michael DoyleRising temperatures affect the moodWith noisy insects seeming to intrudeSome live to complain line after lineBut I think instead, I’ll make August mineEven a poet or two finds it a povertyThat they cannot enjoy … Continue reading
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Tagged Affect, August, Autumn, Blue Moon, Children, Complain, Dreams, Dusk, Embrace, Evening Woods, Explore, Favorite, Feast, Fields of Flowers, Fireflies, Forget, Fruit, Heat, Helen Hunt Jackson, Hours, Intrude, Line After Line, Magic, Mine, Mood, Moon Beams, Nature, Noisy Insects, Poet, Poetry and Poems, Pools, Poverty, Regret, Ripe, Rising Temperatures, Soul, Summer's Last Stand, Sunny Days, Swim, Swimming Holes, Tapestry, Think, Understand, Violets
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On Which Life Depends
On Which Life Dependsby Michael DoyleWe play games aimed to pleaseAs we touch and you teaseShowing me your personal spacesAnd touching me with your tracesThese linger inside my mindYours is the touch that I’ve wanted to findI am in a … Continue reading
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Tagged Action, Begins, Blur, Close, Connection, Depends, Emotions, Ends, Everything, Explore, Fear, Feelings, Forget-Me-Nots, Games, Heat, Life, Linger, Melt, Mind, Night, Paces, Passion, Personal Spaces, Please, Poetry and Poems, Practicality, Presence, Reflection, Sensuality, Stumble, Summer, Tease, Touch, Traces, Understanding, Walk Through
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New Music For A Troubled Century
A sort of brief start of a look into 20th neo-classical/art music: New Music For A Troubled Century by Michael Doyle All music was once new it seems There’s no accounting for esoteric dreams One fifth of the way through … Continue reading
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Tagged 21st Century, Abandon, Account, Age, Babble On, Babylon, Beethoven, Belief, Belong, Blend, Castaway, Century, Change, Composer, Comprehension, Contemporary, Cost, Dream, Esoteric, Expression, Familiarity, God, Harmony, Heart, Heat, Heaven, Him, Hyper-Drive, Inclination, Insinuation, Lift, Look Back, Lost, Melody, Mind Numbing, Music, Musician, Mutilate, Neo-Classical, New, Pace, Personal Signature, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Purpose, Rate, Reflection, Rest, Revolution, Sear, Self Expression, Service, Singer, Society, Song, Soul, Spiritual, Standard, Strange, Style, Symphonic, Tear, Tension, Test, Tonal, Tonality, Trouble, Voices
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Fragments Beyond Authenticity
In the words of Bob Dylan, the times are indeed a-changin’ Fragments Beyond Authenticity by Michael Doyle In a world less versed in prophecy Caught up in its whirl of hypocrisy The by-word become feigned authenticity And nothing is scarier … Continue reading
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Tagged Angel, Authenticity, Being, Beyond, Bleed Out, Bob Dylan, Brilliance, By-Word, Candlelit, Cannon, Caw, Change, Choose, Concrete, Crush, Cry, Defeat, Descent, Dream, Exist, Extinguish, Fabric, Fall, Fatal, Feign, Flaw, Flesh, Flight, Fragment, Grace, Heat, Honesty, Humans, Hypocrisy, Indifference, Ineuendo, Insist, Knowledge, Meaning, Mere, Mortal, Night, Particles, Photograph, Place, Poem, Poetry, Pour, Precious Life, Prophecy, Punctuality, Pure, Raven, Reality, Realize, Resiliance, Restore, Revelation, Scare, Science, Seams, Shift, Solace, Soul, Stained Glass, Sword, Time, Truth, Unified, Vigil, Whirl, World
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