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Tag Archives: Lost
Victory Stride
Victory Strideby Michael DoyleWhen Jesus called my nameHis gospel I came to proclaim.Broken chains gave me my freedomAnd now I serve His kingdom.I had been lost in the harshnessWanting to outpower the darkness.But I finally got it rightWhen I walked … Continue reading
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Tagged Broken Chains, Darkness, Freedom, Gospel, Harshness, Jesus, Kingdom, Libht, Lost, Name, Poetry and Poems, Proclaim, Right, Stride, Victory
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Lessons In Ballet
Lessons In Balletby Michael DoyleNo one dares wake Suzy from her sleep.Her dreams of ballet run very deep.With the slippers on her young feet,The Devil’s own she’s gone to meet.Ruby red paints the airport’s walls,As she answers dance’s sacred call.Rushing … Continue reading
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Tagged Absuridty, Aiport, Ballet, Cost, Dance, Dancing Academy, Dead, Devil's Own, Dream, Fear, Feet, Flood Waters, Forest, Innocence, Lessons, Lost, Mytery, Nightmare, Poetry and Poems, Possessed Motion, Question, Rain, Red, Sacred Call, Shadow, Shisper, Sleep, Sliippers, Stormy Night, Suzy, Truth, Walls, Witch, Womb
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A Soldier Thinks On War and Peace
A Soldier Thinks On War and Peaceby Michael DoyleSantayana told a soldier’s life was true,When in a soliloquy written as if for you,He reminded us that only the dead have seen war end.The rest of us? We will fight on, … Continue reading
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Tagged Blind, Blood, Cost, Dead, Demoted, Eyes, Fight, General, Glor, Hell, History, Language Fail, Left Behind, Lost, Military, Mine, Moonshine, Poetry and Poems, Promoted, Reach, Rifle, Santayana, Sherman, Soldier, Soliloquy, Speech, Spoonful of Glory, Stumble, Think, Tuth, War, War and Peace, War's End, Whisper
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I Am More Than
I Am More Thanby Michael DoyleSomewhere beneath the scratches and dust Is the man who has survived life’s bust.Though sometimes coiled up and hissing,I am well aware of the things I’m missing.I am more than this collection of bones.I know … Continue reading
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Tagged Battered, Belongs, Beneath, Bones, Bruised, Call and Response, Certain, Christianity, Coiled Up, Collection, Comfort, Control, Crawl, Dance, Dust, Every Note, Fail, Faith, Floor, God, Hissing, Home, Human Being, I Am, Jesus, Life, Living Water, Lost, Love, Loving FAther, Man, Missing, More, My Love, No More, Poetry and Poems, Pray, Prevail, Scratcches, Seen, Sing, Sorrow, Soul, Survivor, Test of Time, Testimony, The Lord, Tomorrow, Troubles, Vidtory, Walk Alone
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The End of Darkness
The End of Darknessby Michael DoyleRunning after the goodness of life,I seek peace away from strife.I turned the faith that I follow,Keeping His ways everywhere I go.Sip after sip of living water,I have decided to follow our Father.Seeking as I … Continue reading
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Tagged Cost, Cross, Darkness, End of Darkness, Faith, Follow, Glory, Goodness of Life, Harshness, Heal, Jesus, Living Water, Lost, Peace, Penalty, Poetry and Poems, Praise, Run, Sacrifice, Sanctification, Seek, Shame, Sin, Strife, The Father
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Intricate In Arrangement
Intricate In Arrangementby Michael DoyleLoss of integral resplendenceBrothers of spiritual disciplineOff balance in our alchemyIt’s easy to get lost in the harmony.These are touches to the soulPlayed out in our rock ‘ n ‘ roll,It’s the music that moves the … Continue reading
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Tagged Aisle, Alchemy, Audience, Brothers, Crucified, Dance, Deified, Estrangement, Feet, Harmony, Hdart, Horn Section, Loss, Lost, Mistake, Music, Off Balance, Part, Perfection, Poetry and Poems, Providence, Rehearsal, Resplendence, Reverence, Rites of Survival, Rock'n'Roll, Soul, Spiritual Discipline, Street, Touches
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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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Silent Cal
Silent Calby Michael DoyleSilent CalSpent a lot of time in his head.But those things he said,Keep on being said.Silent Cal,Kept in thought with little said.But what he said resonates a lot.It’s not very likely to be forgot.To the point, yet … Continue reading
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Tagged Belong, Best Percepts, Bust, Calvin Coolidge, Coming Trouble, Cost, Deetermination, Economic Bubble, Economic Prosperity, Empathic No, Excessive Speculation, Extraordinary, Fiscal Restraint, Forgot, Free Market, Friovlous, Governance, Hand Out, Hand Up, Head, Hello, Improvement, Keep America American, Limited Government, Lost, Nation, Persistance, Poetry and Poems, Point, Priciples, Principles, Republic, Resistance, Resonate, Said, Selfish Aggregation, Servitude, Silence, Silent Cal, Stand Fast, Strong, Succeed, The Elite, The People, Time, Trust, Unified Action, Walking Life, Weak
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Thought For the Day: Love Is Never Lost. If Not Reciprocated, It Will Flow Back and Soften and Purify the Heart
“Love is never lost. If not reciprocated, it will flow back and soften and purify the heart.” -Washington Irving, writer (3 Apr 1783-1859)
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Tagged Flow, Heart, Lost, Love, Purify, Reciprocation, Soften, Thought For the Day, Washington Irving
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Memory’s Connection
Memory’s Connectionby Michael DoyleMemory goes beyond mere collection.Below the skin is the synaptic connection.Life is weathered by the sun and the rain,Until there is no awareness left in the brain.Dementia is nature’s worst solitude,Alone in the night where emptiness intrudes.Alzheimer’s … Continue reading
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Tagged Alzheimer's, Awareness, Brain, Bruise, Burn, Collection, Connection, Dementia, Emptiness, Eyes, Family, Forget, Fractal, Fragments of Thought, Huanity, Life, Loss, Lost, Love, Loving Face, Meaning, Memory, Poetry and Poems, Regret, Self-Identity, Soitude, Soul, Tether, Timelines, Touch, Trace, Unlean, Valley, Weathered
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