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Tag Archives: Troubles
I Am More Than
I Am More Thanby Michael DoyleSomewhere beneath the scratches and dust Is the man who has survived life’s bust.Though sometimes coiled up and hissing,I am well aware of the things I’m missing.I am more than this collection of bones.I know … Continue reading
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Tagged Battered, Belongs, Beneath, Bones, Bruised, Call and Response, Certain, Christianity, Coiled Up, Collection, Comfort, Control, Crawl, Dance, Dust, Every Note, Fail, Faith, Floor, God, Hissing, Home, Human Being, I Am, Jesus, Life, Living Water, Lost, Love, Loving FAther, Man, Missing, More, My Love, No More, Poetry and Poems, Pray, Prevail, Scratcches, Seen, Sing, Sorrow, Soul, Survivor, Test of Time, Testimony, The Lord, Tomorrow, Troubles, Vidtory, Walk Alone
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In the End (We Die Alone)
In the End (We Die Alone)by Michael DoyleHarsh words are toldSometimes quietly, sometimes boldThere are a million ways to live your yearsBut it’s best when you free your fearsAnte up to stay in the gameWhatever happened or who is to … Continue reading
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Tagged Above Ground, Ante Up, Balk, Best Ability, Best Card, Better, Beyond Our Capability, Blame, Bluff, Bold, Breath, Chin Held High, Chin Up, Desolate Mile, End, Face, Fake, Fears, Forgiving, Found, Friend, Getting Yourself Together, Grace, Hard, Harsh Words, Head Above Water, Hurt, Impartiality, In the End, Joker's Bluff, Keep On Living, Life, Life Is Life, Live, Live Your Years, Living, Loneliness, Loud, Pass, Poetry and Poems, Proud, Push Comes To Shove, Quite Enough, Rusted Glass, Smile, Stability, Surprise, Talk Your Walk, Thanks, Told, Troubles, We Die Alone
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How, Then, Should I Live?
How Then Should I Live?by Michael DoyleI look around this world with troubles to seeAnd I wonder to myself how then should I be?There are troubles all around – enough to seeThe need is here everywhere for another way to … Continue reading
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Tagged Absolution, Adere, Answers, Beatitudes, Believing, Better Citizens, Bible, Blind, Christian Theology, Christianity, Clear View, Comfortable, Confusion, Correct, Direction, Disbelieving, Everywhere, Forgive, God, God's Worship, Guidance, Head, Heart, Heartache, Hesitation, Hid, Home, Human Beings, Humility, Illusion, Jesus, Kingdom, Leaders, Leadership, Lean-In, Lessons, Live, Meaning, Meekness, Mercy, Miracles of Life, Misdeeds, Mistakes, Mourn, Obedience, Others First, Ourselves Less, Path, Patience, Philosophy, Place, Poetry and Poems, Poor In Spirit, Pride, Profusion, Quench, Questions, Recognition, Relationship, Religions, Repentance, Righteousness, Satisfied, See, Seek, Sermon on the Mount, Sight, Sin, Sinful Nature, Steps, Strength, Submit, Thrist, Troubles, Unjust World, Ways of Man, Weakness, Wonder, World
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Thought For the Day: Most People Are Mirrors, Reflecting Moods and Emotions of the Times; Few Are Windows Bringing Light to Bear On the Dark Corners
“Most people are mirrors, reflecting the moods and emotions of the times; few are windows, bringing light to bear on the dark corners where troubles fester. The whole purpose of education is to turn mirrors into windows.” -Sydney J. Harris, … Continue reading
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Tagged Dark Corners, Education, Emotions, Few, Mirrors, Mirrors Into Windows, Moods, Most People, Sydney J. Harris, Thought For the Day, Times, Troubles, Turn, Whole Purpose, Windows
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In the I-IV-VII
In the II IV VIIby Michael Doyle In the I IV VIII just might playMy way to blues heavenBut I wouldn’t want to really say. It’s just another moment in this dayTroubles found and troubles goneNo real matter to how … Continue reading
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Tagged Belongs, Blues, Blues Heaven, Chill, Circles, Crossroads, Crowd, Cry and Play, Curved, Day, Dig In Deep, Drawn, Etch, Every Day, Fall, Feeling, Find, Fogot, Found, Gone, Groove, Guitar, I-IV-VII, Incendiary, Living Life, Lost Mind, Loud, Memory, Mind, Moment, Night, Note, One Too Many, Play, Poetry and Poems, Question, Real Matter, Right, Room, Say, Sing, Sliding Tones, Slow Roll, Song, Soul, Sting, Strings, Tomorrow, Troubles, Tumbling Dice
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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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Blown Smoke
Blown Smokeby Michael DoyleBlown smoke seen through a windowThe feel of doubt, imprinted on her shadowThe detective watches the young widowLooking for clues, he might recognize and knowHe thinks back on days of reverieThat are no longer more than memoryShivering … Continue reading
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Tagged Arms, Blown Smoke, Borrow, Burn, Children, Clues, Contrite, Dark, Days, Detective, Empty, Feel of Doubt, Forgot, Keep Out, Know, Life, Love, Memory, Misery, Night, Not Divine, Numbers, Paganini, Poetry and Poems, Present, Recognize, Revenge, Reverie, Rocks, Rude, Run, Secret Moods, Shadow, Ship of Fools, Shiver, Sign, Silver Strings, Sorrow, Souls, Stargazer, System, Tomorrow, Troubles, Widow, Window, Wise, Yesterday
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