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Tag Archives: Night
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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In the Snows of France
In the Snows of Franceby Michael DoyleDoc was a medicRunning from hole to holeThere wasn’t a foxWho didn’t know his soulThe Germans kept comingWith machine guns drummingSounding off in the darkest nightThe 101st prayed for the morning lightA little drip … Continue reading
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Tagged 101st Airborne, Amaze, Battle, Brave, Company, Dead Men, Doc, Dreams, End, Falling Snow, Foxhole, France, Friends, Grace, Half-Alive, Hard Rain, Hold On, Hope, Kill and Die, Know, Lucky, Machine Guns, Man, Medic, Medics, Morning, Morphine, Mortar Rounds, Night, Numbered Days, On the Move, Pain, Poetry and Poems, Prayer, Rememver, Secret, Shelling, Snow, Soul, Surgeon, Survive, The Boys, Virgin, Wounded, Young Man
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Heavenly Peace
Heavenly Peaceby Michael DoyleThis night of abounding silenceCame to conquer this world’s violenceHeavenly peace brought to calm sleepWhen the Lord came to love and keepThe Lord opened the Word to our pageBringing hope and peace to our ageWalking with us … Continue reading
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Tagged Conquir, Crucified, Darkness, Destined, Faithfully, Fated, God's Sake, Heaerts, Heavenly Peace, His Glory, His Story, Holy Spirit, Hope, Left, Love and Keep, Love and SErvice, Night, Our Age, Page, Part, Poetry and Poems, Purity, Purpose, Real, Reconciled, Redeeming Love, Rejoice, Silece, Sleep, Souls Shake, Step, The Lord, the Word, Tremble, Truth, Voice, Wait, Walking, World's Violence
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A Road of Traveled Story
A Road of Traveled Storyby Michael DoyleThis universe isn’t made of cosmic dustThough we all depend on God as we mustThis universe is a road of traveled gloryEach of us has our own part in this storyGiven our roles, we … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Angel, Answer, Beautiful Mind, Beauty, Blind, Broken Arrow, Challenges, Choice, Choices, Cosmic Dust, Crash, Cure, Dark, Days, Decision, Devil's Train, Door, Duty, Fate, Friends, God, Gypsy Tears, Hate, Hope, Hurt, Imprisoned, Life, Light, Love, Mine, Morning, Narrow, Night, Opportunity, Own Part, Poetry and Poems, Power, Prism, Refrain, Road, Roles, Shine, Sighted, Sky, Still Live, Story, Time, Traveled Story, True Love, Ugly, Universe, Veil, Voice, Walls, Ways, Weight, Years
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Children of Our Sun
Children of Our Sunby Michael DoyleTonight, under the rise of the Cold MoonI realize another year has passed too soonAnd still, old truths bear the necessityOf being repeated with some incredulityDaily chaos brings particles of light That refract under the … Continue reading
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Tagged Beloved Nations, Best, Chaos, Children, Creation, Damnation, Done, Faceless Dead, Fearlessly, Fog of Lies, Freedom, Ghosts, Head, Heretic, Homage, Honesty, Individualism, Integrity, Known Facts, Light, Limits, Mind, Misinformation, Necessity, Night, Old Truths, Optimism, Orthodox, Particles, Passions, Poetry and Poems, Precision Clocks, Repeated, Selfish, Shards, Soon, Strain, Sun, The Cold Moon, Third Planet, Tonight, Truth, Tyranny, Vigorously, Year
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Moonbow Symphony
Moonbow Symphonyby Michael DoyleMy daughters and I are proneTo take all-day drivesPreferably together, not aloneTo feel the peace of being aliveLast weekend, early on SaturdayOur packed-up SUV got underwayThe goal was to see the MoonbowTo Cumberland Falls, we would goLexington … Continue reading
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Tagged Adventure, Alive, All-Day Drives, Beautiful Phenomenon, Beauty, Blaze, Bluegrass, Breeze, Colors, Crowd, Cumberland Falls, Cumberland Gap, Daniel Boone, Daughters, Days, Design, Expected, Forest Green, Goal, Gray, High, Horses, Ledgge, Lexington, Lifestyle, Light, Luck, Magic, Mist, Moon, Moonbow, Moonbow Symphony, Mystified, Nature, Night, Peace, Poetry and Poems, Presence, Rainbow, Rejected, River, Saturday, Second To None, Serene, Silver, Sky, Spectral Bridge, Sun, SUV, Toes, Together, Travel, Water's Edge, Waterfalls, White
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