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Tag Archives: Soul
Until Humanity is Gone
Until Humanity Is Goneby Michael DoyleThese parasites came to bring decayDestroying the vestiges of yesterdayThey prey on the last of our humanityKilling in waves depleting our societyMaking it impossible to be withstoodSetting fire to our planet and its woodsRats, insects … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Adapt or Die, Anger, Apocalyptic, Appetite, Arrival, Bluff, Children, Confusion, Cost, Crush, Darkness, Dead, Decay, Desire, Destruction, Enemy, Exist, Fight, Fire, Flame, Forward, Gone, Hope, Humanity, Illusion, Impossible, Jester, Kill, Line, Night, Onward, Pain, Parasite, Path, Pestilence, Planet, Poetry and Poem, Possible, Prey, Reprive, Resilience, Right, Salvation, Scavage, Sear, Siege, Sight, Sky, Society, Sorrow, Soul, Struggle, Survival, Survive, Thread, Tide, Tomorrow, Vestiges, Yesterday
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In the Church of the Open Field
In the Church of the Open Fieldby Michael DoyleIn the church of the open fieldThe glory of truth is revealedIn fellowship of God’s good companyIn the exclusive claims of divinityDarkness hates the shine of lightPreferring as it does, the things … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Blinding Fear, Brave, Children, Chruch, Comforts, Company, Contribution, Crime, Darkness, Divinity, Exclusive Claims, Fellowship, Gather, Gather Now, Glory, God, Hate, Lifetime, Light, Living Dead, Living Love, Night, Offer Up Love, Open Field, Persecution, Persevere, Poetry and Poems, Prayer, Putting Away, Revealed, Shine, Shun, Soul, Steadfast, The World, Truth, Weigh
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Thought For the Day: It Hurts My Soul To Hear the Terrible Names That People Call Donald. The Worst One Is ‘Racist’.
“It hurts my soul to hear the terrible names that people call Donald. The worst one is ‘racist.’ I take it as a personal insult that people would think I would have a 37-year friendship with a racist. People who … Continue reading
Posted in Thought For the Day
Tagged Deep South, Donald Trump, Friendship, Growing Up, Hershel Walker, Hurt, People, Personal Insult, Racist, Soul, Terrible Names, Thought For the Day, Up Close
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What’s Your Story?
What’s Your Story?by Michael DoyleTell me, please, of the gloryThat opens up your storyLeaving behind the ninety-nineFor the inheritance that is mineDoing that riotous livingNeeding more than a little forgivingFeeling more than unworthyBrother, you are no lesser than meAt least, … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Alibi, Assured, Belief, Brother, Changing Lives, Contemplation, Could Not Keep, Dead Man Walking, Extermity, Faith, Far Country, Feeling, Forgiving, Found, Free, Freed, God Reached Out, God Shaped Vacuum, God's Glory, Goodness, Grace, Grown Dim, His Majesty, In Him, Inheritance, Leaving Behind, Lights, Linger, Living Past Thirty, Living Prayer, Lost Coins, Lost Sheep, Matter of History, Me, Mine, Moments, Need, Ninety-Nine, No Lesser, Open, Overdose, Peace, Plant, Poetry and Poems, Prodigal, Promises, Read, Redemption, Riotous Living, Satan's Snare, Seed, Sins of the Family, Society, Soul, Stand up, Story, Straight Talking, Taken Back, Tell Me, The Father's Glory, The Glory, Thrown Books, Tossed, Unworthy, What's Your Story?, Without A Clue, Words, Worthy, Wouldn't Keep, Wrecking Crew
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Through the Years
Through the Yearsby Michael DoyleSilently in my day to dayI live just as I prayNeeding a miracle some wayKnowing that at least God will stayEvery step grows my walkTaking my soul beyond talkInto the power of my emotionsEvery lesson strengthens … Continue reading
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Tagged Accept, Beauty, Day To Day, Destination, Devotion, Earthly Devastation, Emotions, Every Lesson, Every Step, Explanation, God, Hear, In You, Inside Information, Invitation, Knowing, Learn, Live, Needing A Miracle, Poetry and Poems, Power, Pray, Salvation, Silently, Soul, Stay, Talk, Taught, Through, Truth, Two Ears, Walk, Years
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Somehow Clinging
Somehow Clinging by Michael Doyle Slipped halfway down The edge of the rabbit hole The Cheshire Cat in his crown Ripped apart his soul Seeking to find a path through To the center of the maze Somewhere between half to … Continue reading
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Tagged Believer, Between, Center, Certain, Cheshire Cat, Clinging, Crown, Daze, Debt, Deception, Edge, Fortune Tellers, Garden's Wall, Halfway, Hatter, Humility, Ledge, Manipulate, Maze, Misconception, No Longer Pure, Path, Pays the Price, Poetry and Poems, Price, Pride, Rabbit Hole, Real, Recall, Remain, Rusty Chains, Sinless Savior, Somehow, Soul, Spin Doctors, Story Sold, Strain, Suffer, Think and Feel, Twist of Fate, Twisted, World
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Lessons In Life’s Suffering
Lessons In Life’s Sufferingby Michael DoyleSpring isn’t the sameWhen love has been lostSorrow calls out the nameBut refuses to pay the costThe thing held sacred as follyTouch the inner workings of the soulA moment away from devotionHas the depth of … Continue reading
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Tagged Circumstances, Clings, Control, Decision, Deeply Morose, Depth, Devotion, Divinity, Fallen Knee, Feel, Folly, Forlorn Eyes, God, Hides Within, Human's Being, Infinite Femininity, Inner Workings, Lessons, Lies, Life's Suffering, Lost, Love, Matchlock Pistols, Matter of Finality, Mortality Known, Mother Mary, Name, New Meaning, Ocean, Pay the Cost, Perishing Soul, Poet's Pen, Poetry and Poems, Reveals, Romantic, Sacred, Same, Scribbled Verse, See, Serious Passions, Small Hope, Smallest Details, Sorrow, Soul, Spring, Tales of Ossian, Teach Me, Time, Touch, Truth Bent, Tyrant, Waking, Worse, Wrecked and Weak, Young Lovers
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