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Tag Archives: Notes
Thought For the Day: Music Was My Refuge. I Could Crawl Into the Space Between the Notes and Curl My Back To Loneliness
“Music was my refuge. I could crawl into the space between the notes and curl my back to loneliness.” – Maya Angelou
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Tagged Back, Crawll, Curl, Lonelniess, Maya Angelou, Music, Notes, Refuge, Space, Thought For the Day
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Thought For the Day: The Melody Is the Most Important Thing That Must Stay In the Minds of the People Who Listen To You
“The melody is the most important thing that must stay in the minds of the people who listen to you. No matter how many notes you play, you can’t let them forget what the song is.” – George Benson
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Thought For the Day: I Play the Notes As They Are Written, But It Is God Who Makes the Music
“I play the notes as they are written, but it is God who makes the music.” – Johann Sebastian Bach
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Tagged Composition, God, Johann Sebastian Bach, Music, Notes, Perform, Play, Thought For the Day, Wriitten
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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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