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Tag Archives: Love
The Footprints In My Soul
The Footprints In My Soulby Michael DoyleLove is not a monologue,Talking to myself gets me nowhere.Let’s get on with the dialogue,Moving beyond where I simply persevere.Under my empire of ashesLives a garden from my heart.Despite the doom of thrashes,This is … Continue reading
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Tagged Beginning, Betrayal, Beyond, Dialogue, Dream, Empire of Ashes, Empty Burn, End, Endless Torment, Fly, Footprints, Friend, Garden, Give and Take, Gone, Grave, Heart, Long-Distance Runaround, Love, Many Voices, Memory, Monolgue, Nowhere, Perfect Moment, Poetry and Poems, Rubicon, Snow, Solitary, Soul, Talking To Myself, Wings, Winter
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First Principles: For God So Loved the World, That He Gave His Only Begotten Son, That Whosoever Believeth In Him Should Not Perish, But Have Everlasting Life
“For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life.” – John 3:16 Merry Christmas, one and all!
Posted in First Principles
Tagged Believe, Everlasting Life, First Principles, God, John 3:16, Love, Only Begotten Son, Perish, World
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A Short Story of Jesus, Part 1
A Short Story of Jesus, Part 1by Michael DoyleA moment taken to learn to seeBeyond the pages kept so orderly.It might teach to see with a child’s eyes,And in the doing, become all the more wise.Consequential behavior can upstage,But it … Continue reading
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Tagged Angels, Bethlehem, Bible, Carpenter, Census, Child's Eyes, Christianity, Christmas, Consequence, Divinity, Egypt, Fear, Forgiveness, Gifts, Glory, Go, God, Heart, Hell, Herod, Holy Family, Humility, Jesus, Joseph and Mary, King, King of Kings, Learn to See, Lesson, Light, Love, Manger, Nazareth, Poetry and Poems, Short Story, Sight, Temple, This World, Wise
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Dancing Shoes
Dancing Shoesby Michael DoyleChristmas brings back faded memories,Mostly of how we love our family.The thing is that most of mine are dead,And still there is what needs to be said.I gather myself by the gravestone,Self-aware that I’m on my own.Thinking … Continue reading
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Tagged Alibis, Ballerinas, Christmas, Cows, Dancing Shoes, Explore, Fade Memories, Family, Gravestone, Life, Love, Miles, My Life, Open Road, Poetry and Poems, Self-Aware, Slips By, Smiles, Tiny Miracles, Truth, Ultrasound, Writing
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Second Guess the End
Second Guess the Endby Michael DoyleThere’s a lot of rightIn learning through the wrong.There’s a lot of hanging tightIn finding where I belong.It’s been a hard road to living,But that’s what I’ve been given.The movie is never as good as … Continue reading
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Tagged 20/20, Belong, Betrayal, Book, Christmas Snow, Disappointment, Drink, Find, Follow, Forget, Ghost, Given, Grasp, Hanging Tight, Hard Road, Heaven, Intellectual Hndsight, Judas, Kiss, Know, Learn, Light, Living, Love, Miss, Movie, Ods, Played, Poetry and Poems, Pretend, Right, Second Guess, Sharper Look, Simpolicty, Stranglehol, The End, The Way, Tight, Times, Truth, Wrong, Youth
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Thought For the Day: Always Humble Yourself Lovingly Before God and Man, Because God Speaks To Those Who Are Truly Humble of the Heart
“Always humble yourself lovingly before God and man, because God speaks to those who are truly humble of heart, and enriches them with His gifts.” – Pio of Pietrelcina (Happy National Poinsettia Day! I had wondered what it symbolized. The … Continue reading
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Tagged Enrich, God and Man, His Gifts, Humble of Heart, Humble Yourself, Love, Pio of Pietreleina, Speak, Thought For the Day
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Love Steps Out
Love Steps Outby Michael DoyleEvery hour that is passingTurns into its own test.I find my life always changing. I don’t get much rest.It’s a long way to the sun.But I keep on reaching out.It seems my dreams have just begun.I … Continue reading
The Fight After the Fight
The Fight After the Fightby Michael DoyleThe first death you seeStrips away a layer of life’s dignity.It stays with you like an aura you wearWhile you fight the pangs of despair.The pain grips you by the heart.As you look into … Continue reading
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Tagged Aura, Battle, Bury, Christmas Season, Dead and Gone, Despair, Dignity, Due, Eyes, Family, Fight, First Death, Glory, Heart, Lack, Layer, Life, Love, mental-health, Misery, Move On, Mystery, Night, Pain, Pan, Pangs, Poetry and Poems, Rattle, Rucksack, Saber, Soul, Story, Treason, War, Writing
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Writings On My Wall
Writings On My Wallby Michael DoyleI sit here like some poor lost soul.I am regretful of the times I’ve lost control.Now, I sit here quiet as a church mouse,My fractured memories churn inside like a ghost house.Thinking of how like … Continue reading
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Tagged Abused, Church Mouse, Close, Colors, Control, Dedalus, Eagle, Fall, Ghost House, Hero, Illuion Walk, Inner Child, Life, Love, Nightmare, One-Piece Puzzle, Poetry, Poetry and Poems, Profusion, Revulsion, Rhymes, Roar, Soar, Sorrow, Soul, Twisted Up, Wall, Wound, Writing
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