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Tag Archives: Story
The Fight After the Fight
The Fight After the Fightby Michael DoyleThe first death you seeStrips away a layer of life’s dignity.It stays with you like an aura you wearWhile you fight the pangs of despair.The pain grips you by the heart.As you look into … Continue reading
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Tagged Aura, Battle, Bury, Christmas Season, Dead and Gone, Despair, Dignity, Due, Eyes, Family, Fight, First Death, Glory, Heart, Lack, Layer, Life, Love, mental-health, Misery, Move On, Mystery, Night, Pain, Pan, Pangs, Poetry and Poems, Rattle, Rucksack, Saber, Soul, Story, Treason, War, Writing
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First Principles: For We Must Consider That We Shall Be As A City Upon A Hill. The Eyes of the World Are Upon Us
“For we must consider that we shall be as a City upon a hill. The eyes of all people are upon us. Soe that if we shall deal falsely with our God in this work we have undertaken, and so … Continue reading
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Tagged All People, Byword, City, Consider, Eyes, False, First Principles, God, Hill, John Winthrop, Story, The World, Undertaken, Work
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All the Broken Pieces
All the Broken Piecesby Michael DoyleWhen our sanity has turned to treason,We make up every kind of reason.It seems like our life is by misconception,When we fall for our own self-deceptions.It’s next to tragic applied to our family,In the conflicts … Continue reading
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Tagged All, Broken Pieces, Choices of Love, Conceal, Conflict, Decency, Dignity, Family, Fantasy, Fight, Forget, Glory, Kindnesses, Life, Misconception, Misery, Poetry and Poems, Reason, Revealed, Sanity, Self-Decpetion, Sorrow, Story, Thrown Away, Tomorrow, Tragic, Treason, Yesterday
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In Moving Pictures
In Moving Picturesby Michael DoyleDrawing on our life’s experienceThere are characters of preference.They serve as molds of imagination.So much of life is pure improvisation.The charm that got us byAs we hustled to give life our try.The shots of the frame-by-frameAre … Continue reading
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Tagged Artistry, Behind, Blow By Blow, Brilliance, Brothers, Brutality, Bullets, Characters, Charm, Chemistry, Cinematic Magic, Dalliance, Deep Dive, Differently, Divine Spark, Draw, Experiment, Fashion of Truth, Feel, Fifty Years, Frame, Friendship, Game, Glory, Grown, Heart, Humility, Hustle, Imagaination, Improvisation, Inspiration, Knights, Known, Life, Life's Experience, Light, Light From Dark, Lights, Love, Mind, Mold, Moving Pictures, Night, Okay, Poetry and Poems, Preference, Pushing Forward, Real, Reverently, Score, Shots, Sin, Sixteen, Spirituality, Story, Switchblade Knife, Visceral, Well, Writing
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Anchored In Grace
Anchored In Graceby Michael DoyleWe stand as ambassadors,In this world of brokenness,Presenting loving truth,Yet, sometimes noted for outspokenness.All that we possess has been givenBy our God who is truly living. Our response is one of contemplation.It leads to our redemption. … Continue reading
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Tagged Achor, Ambassador, Brokenness, Contemplation, Doxology, Fullness, Given, Glor, God, God's Will, Gospel, Grace, Loving Truth, Omnipotent, Open Door, Outspokenness, Poetry and Poems, Redemption, Response, Story, Truly Living
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Too Many Miles, Too Many Tears
Too Many Miles, Too Many Tearsby Michael DoyleLooking back on all the miles I’ve drivenOver lands other believed they were givenI find a lot is needed to be forgivenWere it not for being too busy livingI remember coming to Indiana … Continue reading
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Tagged 21st Century Perspective, Acre, Aggression, Betrayal, Broken Promises, Brutal Erasure, Callous Savages, Cultural Reival, Curious, Despair, Dirupted Community, Dispossession, Driven, Essence, Expansion, Forgiven, Fracture, Given, Harmony, Heritage, History, Honor, Indian Territory, Indiana, Land, Last Breath, Laugh, Lineage, Living, Miles, Monticello Mansion, Native American, Native Land, native-americans, Photograph, Poetry and Poems, Portrayal, Prophetstown, Reborn, Revive, Road Trip, Sacred Cycle, Scream, Story, Survival, Tears, Tenskwatawa, Thomas Jefferson, Trail of Death, Trail of Tears, Trails, Unity, Vision
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Geyser Dreams and Stone Footsteps
Geyser Dreams and Stone Footstepsby Michael DoyleA chronicle’s story has been revealedAbout sacred ground that has been unveiledHayden’s expedition surveyed the majestyThat they happened on in Yellowstone ValleyThis stretch of land was meant for explorationIt became a crown jewel benefiting … Continue reading
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Tagged 150 Years, Adventure, Canopy, Canyon, Chronicle, Crown Jewel, Exploration, Geyser Dreams, Hayden Expedition, hiking, Humanity, Legacy, Magical Place, Magnificience, Majesty, Mountains, Nation, Poetry and Poems, Significance, Space, Sprawling Forest, Stone Footsteps, Story, Stretch of Land, Sureeal Beauty, Tapestry, Travel, Unveiled, Wooded Strands, yellowstone, Yellowstone Valley
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