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Tag Archives: Soul
Honored In My Praise
Honored In My Praiseby Michael DoyleFrom now until my deathI’ll praise God to my last breathWhether doubtful or in confidenceI’ll put my faith in providenceKnowing that God stays in controlHis is the hold on my soulThere is nothing to hideAs … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Alive, All My Days, Astound, Bounty, Calvary, Confidence, Control, Death, Dedicated, Doubtful, Faith, Forgiven, God, Hide, His Ways, Honor, Last Breath, Living, Moments, Now, Poetry and Poems, Praise, Praise God, Providence, Sarifice, Savior, Sins, Soul, Thrive, Tide, Trust
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Thought For the Day: Flowers Always Make People Better, Happier, and More Helpful; They Are Sunshine, Food and Medicine For the Soul
“Flowers always make people better, happier, and more helpful; they are sunshine, food and medicine for the soul.” – Luther Burbank (7 Mar 1849-1926)
Posted in Thought For the Day
Tagged Better, Flowers, Food, Happier, Helpful, Luther Burbank, Medicine, People, Soul, Sunshine, Thought For the Day
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Silently Feeling
Silently Feelingby Michael Doyle In this world that shifts and shattersMiracles happen most when they don’t matterIt feels a bit like cosmic confusionBut it’s really just a humbling illusionAll these thoughts of constant intrusionCome in layers of complex conclusionsEven these … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Always, Beautiful, Better Places, Bleed, Body, Breaking Hard, Complex Conclusions, Constant Intrusion, Cosmic Confusion, Dead, Edge, Embrace, Escape, Fake, Feel, Four Leaf Clover, Good Sign, Hate, Humbling Illusion, Kiss, Layer, Lose Control, Loss, Lost, Love, Makers, Matter, Miracles, Missed, Moments, Need, Nightscape, Ocean Shore, Our Own Days, Our Own Way, Over, Play, Poetry and Poems, Pseudo-Messiah, Push On, Redefine, Said, Separate, Shatter, Shift, Silently Fading, Silently Feeling, Soul, Sustain, Takes the Place, Thoughts, Trick of the Tale, Wait, Want, Way, Wonderful, World
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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
Posted in Poetry and Poems
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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Virtual Love Song
Virtual Love Songby Michael Doyle She peeked inside my windowTell me how was I to knowFrom outside my hdden shadowWas the heart that would rattle my soul Shaking me into a hope for tomorrowAnd make me forget my sorrowShe’s filling … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Above, Arm In Arm, Beautiful, Best Part, Control, Dreams, Enemy, Forget, Friend, Half-Way, Heart, Hidden, Hope, Know, Love, Magic, Nadia, New Day, Peek, Poetry and Poems, Positive, Rays, Run Away, Shadow, Sorrow, Soul, Start, Stay, Stroll, Sunshine, Tomorrow, Virtual Love Song, Window, World
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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
Posted in Poetry and Poems
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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Star-Fall
Star-Fallby Michael DoyleMy impulsive thoughts intrudeEven as I raise my hands in gratitudeArms wide open, I look aboveIn my experience of God’s loveI sing hallelujah in my loudest voiceLifting up my songs, I picked through my choicesKnowing all that you’ve … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Above, All, Answer, Arms, Call, Choice, Days, Experience, God's Love, Grace, Gratitude, Hallelujah, Hands, Heavenly Embrace, Humanity, Humility, Impulsive Thoughts, Jesus, Lift, Lost, Love, Poetry and Poems, Praises, Songs, Soul, Star-Fall, Surrender, Voice, Wide Open
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Like A Velvet Snare
Like A Velvet Snareby Michael DoyleShe looked at meWith the eyes of an angelI was worried there’d beSome kind of angleI put my guard upShe dropped it with a smileBefore I knew what was upThere could be no denialI knew … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Air, Angel, Angle, Beyond, Bond, Common, Curiosity, Deep Look, Denial, Do-It-Yourself, Each Other's Face, Eternity, Eyes, Feeling, Forward, Gone, Grace, Guard, Her Man, Innuendo, Knew, Life's Journey, Life's Window, Look, Nobility, Our Hearts, Poetry and Poems, Question, Sensuality, Sepcial, Simple, Smile, Snare, Soul, Subtle Habits, Tale, Tone, Touch, Velvet, Velvet Snare, What Was Up, Wish, Worry
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