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Tag Archives: Sunday
The One Who Won’t Go Away
The One Who Won’t Go Awayby Michael DoyleIn the air is a feeling of anticipationAs we joyfully prepare our contributionChristmas is coming as if we’re dreamingSoul shine fills us as if it’s beamingGod is with us as we happily prepare … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Advent, Air, Angels, Anticipation, Baby In A Manger, Beam, Belief, Bell, Bible, Blessed, Blessing, Blessings, Born, Buden, Changing the World, Chase the World, Christ, Christmas, Christmas Morn, Church, Compare, Contentment, Contribution, Cope, Discourage, Dream, Eternity, Faith, Free, Glory To God Alone, Go Away, God, God's Holy Ways, Good News, Goodness, Great Comission, Grow, Heart, Hearts, Hope, Impact, Inspiration, Jesus, Joy, Know, Light, Living, Love, Loving Ways, Majesty, Mankind, Merry Christmas, Million Views, Mistaken, Odd, One, Outside World, Peace, Pleasing, Poetry and Poems, Pray, Prayers, Prepare, Read, Reason For This Season, Redefine, Regisgry, Relief, Savior, Second-Guessing, Shifting Sands, Shown, Sight, Simple Beginnings, Socials, Soul Shine, Strife, Stumble, Sunday, Taken For Granted, Time, Transformation, Trust, Understood, Walk, Wedding, Wings, Wonderful Life, Words, Worship, Worth, Yesterday
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Crossing Over From Greenpoint
Crossing Over From Greenpointby Michael DoyleMy crossing over from Greenpoint into the cityEvery day was had via subway and was not prettyAnd it was different for a Californian manYet, there was no other way into ManhattanAt least, not that made … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Bronx Zoo, brooklyn, Buzz, California, Central Park, Complexity, Coney Island, Crossing Over, Ferry, Food After Midnight, Friendliness, Getting Lost, Greenpoint, Horse-Drawn Cariage, Hospitable, Hospital, Hot Dogs, Little Oddessa, Manhattan, Memories, Morning Until Night, Neon Lights, New York City, Open Hearts, Photography, Poetry and Poems, Sights, St. John's, Sublime, Subway, Sunday, Transit System, Travel, Williamsburg
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Hiking Indiana State Parks – Central Plain – Mounds State Park
PLEASE KNOW THERE IS A FORMATTING ERROR THAT PERTAINS TO THE PHOTOS FROM MY CELL CAMERA. I WILL CONTACT THE WP HELP DESK TOMORROW MORNING TO FIND OUT WHAT’S GOING ON. FIVE ATTEMPTED FIXES IS ENOUGH. THANK YOU FOR YOUR … Continue reading
Posted in Photographs & Memories
Tagged 1819, Adena, Adults, Adventures, Archeological Digs, Awls, Bluff, Boardwalk, Borders, California, Canyons and Ravines, Central Plain, Ceremonial Mounds, Ceremonial Stone Pipe, Church, Civilization, Daughters, Eagle Creek Park, Earth Mother, Earthworks, Ecology, Embrace, Explore, Fall Creek, Farmland, Featureless, Fiddleback, Formalhault, Geology, Great Mound, Hike, hiking, Hills, History, Hoosier, Hopewell, Human Eyes, Human History, Impulse, Indiana, Indiana State Parks, Indianapolis, Indianapolis 500, John Muir, Lake Michigan, Lakes, Learn, Log Tomb, Loop Hike, Michigan River, Midwest and Southern Regions, Misconception, Mounds, Mounds State Park, Natural Treasures, Nature, Nature Preserve, Ohio River, Photographs & Memories, Pine Hills, Pottery Shards, Ramble, Region, Remnant, Rivers, Rolling Plains, Sandstone Despoits, Settler Home, Shades State Park, Steel Mills, Streams, Summer Solstice, Sun God, Sunday, Trails, Travel, Turkey Run State Park, VisitorCenter, Wabash River, White River, Widespread Culture, Woodland
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The Christmas That Was Tragic
The Christmas That Was Tragicby Michael Doyle This Sunday, Christmas, is a bit tragicWhen we’ve stopped believing in magicWe call it adulting but it’s really notIt’s just the goodness we’ve simply forgot Take a deep breath, and try to believeIn … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Adulting, Believe, Cheer, Children, Christmas, Conceive, Cynics, Deep Breath, Disappear, Doubt, Elves, Forgot, Forgot It, Gnomes, Goodness, Got It, Homes, Joy, Lie, Light, Magic, Merry Christmas, Naughtiness, Night, PC World, Poetry and Poems, Problematic, Sunday, Tragic, World
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Bumping Into Jesus
Bumping Into Jesusby Michael DoyleDivine encounters along the wayIt doesn’t necessarily happen on SundayLittle moments that teach usPut on as these are to reach usBumps on the road have their distractionThe way through gives the best tractionEach moment is given … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Bumping, Certain, Chance, Circumstance, Clarity, Conclusion, Confusing, Cross, Depart, Distraction, Divine, Divine Encounter, Experience, Faithfulness, Fragment, Glory, God's Hand, Goodness, Heart, Horrify, Hour, Insecurity, Invasion, Invitation, Jesus, Light, Little Moments, Ordinary, Perceptions, Poetry and Poems, Preference, Promised Land, Purity, Reach, Story, Sunday, Teach, Teaching Moment, Throne, Trace, Traction, Trust, Understand, Victory, View, Water, Wine
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Thought For the Day: Millions Long for Immortality Who Do Not Know What To Do With Themselves On A Rainy Sunday
“Millions long for immortality who do not know what to do with themselves on a rainy Sunday afternoon.” -Susan Ertz, author (1894-1985)
Posted in Thought For the Day
Tagged Afternoon, Immortality, Know, Long, Millions, Rain, Sunday, Susan Ertz, Themselves, Thought For the Day
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On Finding You Finding You
On Finding You Finding Youby Michael DoyleWithout a snort and very little poutYou said it all when you walked outI’ll say that I admire your integrityAs you work your own path and identityWho is to say what forges a personalityOnly … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Admire, Authentic, Breeze, Bridge, Carry, Conversation, Deceptions, Dreams, Drive, Eventually, Everywhere, Fantasy, Fears, Feeling, Finding You, Fixed Destination, Forge, Gone, Identity, In the End, Integrity, Intimacy, Knee Deep, Lakeside, Little Girls, Make-Up, Mystic, Outright, Perceptions, Personality, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Pout, Reveal, Run, Said It All, Snort, Society, Star Gaze, Sunday, Time and God, Today, Tom Boy, Tomorrow, Trust, Walked Out, Weeds, Whisper, Wind, Work Your Own, You
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Having Heard the Warning
Further reflections on my eldest daughter turning 13: Heaving Heard the Warning by Michael Doyle On Saturday night as I kissed you into sleep There was a part of me that wanted to keep This moment forever as a sacred … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Adult, All Good, All of Your Charms, All of Your Days, Always Been, Beautiful, Blue, Blur, Born, Bow, By Example, By-Word, Camera's Eye, Catch You Safely, Change, Childhood, Come, Crystal, Cuddle, Daughter, Do All Things, Each Moment, Each Year, Enchant, Every Word, Eyes, Fade, Fear, First, First Beams, First Light, Five More Years, Forever, Given, Go, God, Goodbye To Childhood, Greatest Gift, Greatest Truth, Happy, Hard To Write, Having Heard, heartbeat, Hello, Hid Behind, Hold My Hand, Human Beings, I Will Be there, If You Stumble, Just A Bit, Keep, Kissed, Known To A Man, Label, Last, Let Go, Let You, Life Can Be Tough, Life's Story, Little Girl, Lived, Living, Look Forward, Looked Up, Loving His Daughter, Magical, Measure, Memories, Moment, More Precious, More To Me, Morning, Most Favorite, My Arms, My Heart, North Star, Not Easy, One of My Two, Part, Part of Me, Persevere, Photography, Play, Poem, Poetry, Realize, Realm, Reflection, Revere, Sacred Prayer, Sacred Treasure, Sad, Sail Into, Saturday Night, See Me Cry, Sleep, Smile, Society, Some Young Man, Soulful, Special, Sunday, Sunrise, Teaching You, Teaching You To live, Tears In My Eyes, Tears of Love, The Days Have Passed, The Warning, To Let Go, To Let Me Know, Turning 13, Unafraid, Uncharted Territory, Understand, Warning, Watch the Movie, Watched, Were, Within, Words, Wrapped, You Are, You Love Me, You Ought, Young Heart, Young Lady, Your Father, Your Own
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