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Tag Archives: Seen
Before the Ever
Before the Everby Michael DoyleBefore the ever of neverThat thought itself cleverIs the cosmic perspectiveThat proclaimed itself reflectiveA messenger from the starsHigh above the skyscrapers and carsIt not to be too irreverentTo say that the world looks differentNow that we … Continue reading
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Tagged Before, Clever, Confusion, Cosmic Perspective, Different, Ever, Fascination, Former, Greater Truth, Human Beings, Illusion, Irreverent, Messenger, Nations, One Tribe, Paleolithic Isolation, Poetry and Poems, Quiet, Redefinition, Reflective, Seen, Skyscrapers
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A Quiet Reflection On This November Day
A Quiet Reflection On This November Day by Michael Doyle What is a poem really but to say That love, joy and sorrow come to play In the heart and then inside the mind Until the words burst out … Continue reading
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Tagged Attention, Cared, Confidence, Deserve, Discern, Ease, Eureka, Find, Fit, Harvest, Heart, Heed, Human Beings, Intention, Joy, Light of Day, Lives, Loud, Love, Mind, November, Past, Peek, Play, Please, Poem, Poetry and Poems, Present, Proud, Quiet Reflection, Recall, Say, Seen, Shape, Shared, Smile, Sorrow, Truths, Week, Words
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Thought For the Day: I Believe the Greatest Gift I Can Conceive of Having From Anyone Is To Be Seen, Heard, Understood, and Touched By Them
“I believe the greatest gift I can conceive of having from anyone is to be seen, heard, understood, and touched by them. The greatest gift I can give is to see, hear, understand, and touch another person.” -Virginia Satir, psychotherapist … Continue reading
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Tagged Another Person, Anyone, Believe, Conceive, Give, Greatest Gift, Have, Heard, Seen, Thought For the Day, Touch, Understood, Virginia Satir
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In Our Pain
In Our Painby Michael DoyleIn that momentI saw beyond myselfThrough my tearsTo someone elseI had walkedBeyond the shadow of deathAs the spirits talkedWhispering under breathAlways so selfishAnd filled with needsFor things never mineTo find myself freedInto life’s stormTurned with a … Continue reading
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Tagged A Single Tear, Beyond, Beyond Myself, Bound, Damned, Death's Door, Deliverance, Each of Us, Enter, Eye, Forbidden Key, Forgiving, Freed, Goodbye, In Our Pain, Living, Meant, Mine, Moment, Moment of Life, Moments, Needs, Passing Year, Poetry and Poems, Price of Love, Promises, Recompense, Said, See, Seen, Selfish, Shadow of Death, Spirits Talk, Storm, Symbols, Tears, Together, Unexplained, Walk, Whisper
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Weren’t Those the Teenaged Years?
Weren’t Those the Teenaged Years?by Michael DoyleThe teenaged yearsOf Saturday night solitudeWas a parade of smiles and tearsAnd many dramasWaiting to intrudeInto the happiness that cameAnd that provided the frameIn moments of ShakespeareThat kept us awakeMaking us braver than our … Continue reading
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Tagged Along the Way, Awake, Bless, Bolder, Brave, Broken Hearts, Choosing, Complexity, Confide, Contemplative, Dramas, Each Step, Edge, Edit, False Starts, Fear, Fight, Frame, Garden Variety, Good, Happiness, Hesitations, Hide, Human Beings, Inquisitive, Intrude, Issues, Losing, Million Ways, Moments, Negatives, Older, Passing By, Poetry and Poems, Positive, Questions, Saturday Night, Secrets, Seen, Shakespeare, Sigh, Smiles and Tears, Solittude, Souls, Take, Tears, Teenaged Years, Thinking, Thought, Tissues, Unseen, Walks, Wars of Love, Wobble, World, Younger Days
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The Slow Crawl
The Slow Crawlby Michael DoylePushing past the slow crawl of another dayEdged to darkness and I begin to prayTo a god that I feel unsure ofBut who has a sense of humor disguised as loveDeath is a way out of … Continue reading
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Tagged All I Loved Died, All of My Thoughts, Alone, Another Day, Authentic, Beach, Being, Blessing, Brutality, Change, Contend, Curse, Darkness, Daze, Death, Deeply, Deeply Feel, Disguise, Edge, End, Failed Humanity, Flow, Given heart, God, Grains, Heal, Heart, Honest, Humor, Immortality, Learn, Lessons, Life, Love, Math, Maze, Mercy, Naught, Need, Path, Pits, Poetry and Poems, Pray, Pushing Past, Reach, River, Scars, Seen, Slow Burn, Slow Crawl, Staring Deep, Stone, Straighter Course, Stranger, Twisted, Undeserving, Unsure, Waking Up, Wish, Worse
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Muted In Discovery
Muted In Discoveryby Michael DoyleMuted, frightened screamOverheard on the data streamStill recovering from Covid isolationUnable to leave the habitationFiltering fragments in questionFeelings born in their hesitationCrimes hint at interpretationThere is something lost in this conceptionThinking in terms of last exclusionThere … Continue reading
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Tagged Code, Conception, Covid, Crimes, Data Stream, Discovery, Exclusion, Fear, Feelings, Filter, Fragments, Habitation, Hard, Hesitation, Interpretation, Intrusion, Isolation, Left Behind, Light, Lost, Means, Mind, Muted, Mystery, Nightmares, Overheard, Plain Sight, Poetry and Poems, Question, Recover, Scream, Seen, Thinking, Troubles, Troubling Thoughts, Truth, Unseen, Wake
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Well Donne, Spirits In the Night
Well Donne, Spirits In the Nightby Michael Doyle To Donne’s feigned scorn the murderer was deadOnly to reappear as an apparition inside his headAll the spiritualism to be had inside one’s bedFrom the nightmares and seances, and things said The … Continue reading
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Tagged Air, Answers, Apparition, Bed, Beg Questions, Black Cat, Bridge of Light, Cat's Meow, Chains, Connect, Dead, Died, Donne, Fantasy Faire, Feet, Floating Table, Floor, Ghostly, Groans, Haunted Houses, Head, Hope, Host, Human Beings, Ignore, Impression, Inivisible, Last, Lived and Died, Murderer, Neglect, Night, Nightmares, Passages, Past, Peek, Poetry and Poems, Puzzled, Quizzical, Respect, Seances, Seekers of Truth, Seen, Sorrows, Spirits, Spiritualism, Wandering Guests, Week, Wish
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Thought For the Day: And the Word Became Flesh and Dwelt Among Us, and We Have Seen His Glory, Glory As of the Only Son From the Father, Full of Grace and Truth
“And the Word became flesh and dwelt among us, and we have seen his glory, glory as of the only Son from the Father, full of grace and truth.” – (John 1:14)
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Tagged Among Us, Dwelt, Father, Flesh, Full, Grace, His Glory, John 1:14, Seen, Son, Thought For the Day, Truth, Word
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