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Wounded Bluntness
Wounded Bluntnessby Michael DoyleIt seems cliché, by revealing,When we talk about our covert feelings,That even writers aren’t sure what’s good.It’s well enough hoping to be understood.The personal is what others find compelling.Otherwise, just what is it that you’re revealing?That is, … Continue reading
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Tagged Another's Story, Arrangement, Bluntness, Books, Cemetery, Cliche, Compelling, Contemplation, Contrary, Covert Feelings, Deep, False Imagery, Funny Business, Glory, Good, Healing, Hesitatioin, Indgestion, Indiscretion, Jugged Edges, Legendary, Life, Love, Lovely and Amazing, Notes, Oblivion, Person, Poetry and Poems, Prism, Prison, Question, Redundancy, Revealing, Scribble, September, Silcence, Speculation, Stephen King, Stinging Bee, Stumble, Talk, Thought-Provoking, Thoughts, Thunder, Understood, Uptight, Vanity, Walk, Worth, Wounded, Write, Writers, Writing
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I Thought Myself An Eagle
I Thought Myself An Eagleby Michael DoyleI thought myself an eagleAnd built me a nest in solitudeAbove where I could watch beautyAnd very few might intrudeThe disappointments I’ve knownHave dried up my springs of hopeI retreat to that comfort shownAnd … Continue reading
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Tagged Absence of Love, Atone, Beauty, Broken, Comfort, Complement, Connection, Cope, Decision, Defect, Disappointments, Discovery, Eagle, Heart, Hope, Hypertensive World, Imagination, Inside Myself, Intrude, Jouney, Known, Leap of Faith, Life, Moments, Music, My Love, Nest, Notes, Own, Poetry and Poems, Precision, Private Sins, Pulled Apart, Refuge, Retreat, Revea;, Right Direction, Rote, Search, Secrets, Shattered, Shelter, Shown, Solitude, Soul, Spoken, Springs of Hope, Steady Eyes, Surprise, Survive, Talk, Thought, Times, Walk, Watch, Wordless Words, Would-Be Travelers
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Thought For the Day: Only Those Who Have the Patience To Do Simple Things Perfectly Will Acquire the Skill To Do Difficult Things Easily
“Only those who have the patience to do simple things perfectly will acquire the skill to do difficult things easily.” – Friedrich Schiller, Die Braut von Messina (The Bride of Messina), Act IV, sc. vii (1803 — This line out of … Continue reading
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Tagged Accomplishments, Acquire, Basics, Chords, Complex, Die Braut von Messina (The Bride of Messina), Difficult Things, Dreams, Easy, Excellence, Foundation, Friedrich Schiller, Fundamental, Mantra, Masterpiece, Music, Notes, Patience, Perfectly, Scales, Simple Things, Skill, Songs, Those, Thought For the Day
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Seeking the Ways
Seeking the Waysby Michael DoyleSeeking the ways I can improveI know that God is going to moveI can’t help but chase it aroundThe power and glory that I’ve foundLife lived in all its harmonyThere in the notes that surround meYou … Continue reading
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Tagged Brings, Chase It Around, Dead, Done, Finish, Found, Frightening, Glory, God, Harmony, Heart, Improve, Jesus Christ, Joy, King, Know, Life, Lightning, Love, Move, Notes, Poetry and Poems, Power and Glory, Praise, Rejoice, Rock, Satan, Seeking the Ways, Shout, Sing, Start, Struck, Surrendered My Life, Surround, Talk, Talking About, The Father and the Son, Walk, Worship and Testimony
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The Original Wild Child
The Original Wild Childby Michael DoyleOver pizza. we swung from vine to vineThese laughing daughters making the timeTo watch a remake of Tarzan this Saturday nightEach smile a moonbeam of their father’s delightWe talk as we watch Africa’s original feral … Continue reading
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Tagged Act, Africa, Argumentation, Behind, Best, Brave, Burroughs, Change, Cheer, Circle, Complicated, Contemplation, Contemptuous, Creativity, Details, Director, Drama, Endless, Expression, Father's Deligh, Father's Delight, Fear, Feral Child, Fierce, Filed, Friendless, Glory, Guard, Heard, Lack of Dignity, Laughing Daughters, Leave, Liberty, Memories, Moonbeam, Nickname, No Matter How Right, Notes, Original, Peace of Mind, Pizza, Poetry and Poems, Reasoning, Regard, Remake, Rules of Civilization, Saturday Night, Slight, Smile, Society, Society's Lions, Story, Tale, Tarzan, The Wild, Thought, Time, Vine To Vine, Waste, Well, Wild Child, Youngest
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Troubled Thoughts In the Night
Troubled Thoughts In the Nightby Michael DoyleLife knows its bestSpoken like a new languageIt’s written in secret alphabetYou can feel its rising heatSomewhere in that middle passageWithout words it reveals its secretA divine messenger singsOn the wind like a ghost … Continue reading
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Tagged Belong, Best, Borrowing Troubles, Breath, Burn, Death, Death Stings, Discern, Divine Messenger, Doctors, Emotions, Feast, Ghost Song, Hope, Hopeless, Icy Claws, Immaculate Notions, Language, Life, Lonely Night, Middle Passage, Night, Notes, Passing, Patience, Poetry and Poems, Reveal, Rising Heat, Secret Alphabet, Sequence, Sky, Solomon, Stainless, Starless, Thoughts, Trouble, Troubled, Two, Whisper, Wind, Wisdom
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Another New Song Sung
Another New Song Sungby Michael Doyle The troubled midnight and the moon’s repose (La figlia Che Piange – T. S. Elliot)Made me think of song I’ve yet to composeToo many … Continue reading
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Tagged Chords, Collective Memory, Compose, Every Day, Feel, Jumble, La Figlia Che Piange, Melody, Moon, Mumble, Notes, Poetry and Poems, Pretend, Progression, Reveal, Reverie, Same Old Feeling, Something New, Song, Sung, T.S. Elliot, Tossing, Troubled Moonlight, Whistle, Words
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