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The Clock Keeps Ticking
The Clock Keeps Tickingby Michael DoyleFrom that pristine sense of momentWhen we come out of the wombThe clock starts tickingWith all its joy and tormentWe become the life in the roomMaking things happen through our kickingIt is in building the … Continue reading
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Tagged All Your Love, Along, Along the Way, Best Moment, Build, Celebration, Chased Around, Clock, Done, Dreamers, Dreams, Emotion, Example, Falling Down, Feel, Found, Full, Getting Back Up, Glass, Grateful, Ground, Here's To You, Honesty, Integrity, Intimacy, Joy, Jubilation, Kick, Knees, Known, Landing, Last Moment, Lead, Life, Love of Life, Loved the Most, Make Things Better, Matter of Choice, Moment, Moments, Mouth, Nothing, Number, Place, Play, Poetry and Poems, Prayed, Questions, Real, Relevancy, Room, Say, Scrap, Search, Smile, Something, Stormy Weather, Tale, Tears, Tick, Toast, Torment, Voice, Way, Womb
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Starting Each Day In Devotion
Starting Each Day In Devotionby Michael Doyle Starting every day the right wayBrings about a good sort of dayKnowing that wherever we goGod follows us as if our best shadow No matter what comes as we scatterOur attention to the … Continue reading
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Tagged Adore, Ahead of the Game, Attention, Awaken, Best Human Being, Busyness, Challenges, Choice, Day, Declare, Deliberate, Devotion, Empower, Father, God, Holy Ghost, Hope, Live, Love, Morning, Music and Praise, Poetry and Poems, Power, Pray, Presence, Scatter, Shadow, Shatter, Significance, Start, Surrender, The Lord, The Son, Voice, Worship
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Na/GloPoWriMo #25 Pieces d’Occasion
Na/GloPoWriMo #25:Pieces d’Occasion by Michael DoyleEvery day has its celebrationWhen approached with fascinationGiven with grace and latitudeGrateful to be alive is not a platitudeIn a world spinning the right directionWith enough intimacy to make connectionTo know my daughters are alive … Continue reading
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Tagged :Pieces d'Occasion, Alive and Well, Approached, Bad Daddy Joke, Brought Back, Celebration, Changes, Cough, Every Day, Fascination, Good Enough and Sweet, Grace, Grateful To Be Alive, Grimaces, Ground, I Once Had, Intimacy, It Makes Her Sad, Latitude, Live, Make Connection, Make Our Way, Na/GloPoWriMo, Not A Platitude, Offer My Praise, Poetry and Poems, Quietly Choke, Right Direction, Sarcoidosis, Standing On Our Feet, Taken By Choice, Tell Her Yet Another, This Old Heart, To Know My Daughters, To Tell Their Tale, Today, Vaccination, Voice, We Are On This Side, World Spinning
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Thought For the Day: Your Voice Dries Up If You Don’t Use It
“Your voice dries up if you don’t use it.” – Patti Page, singer (8 Nov 1927-2013)
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Tagged Dry, Patti Page, Thought For the Day, Up, Use, Voice, Your
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From the Perspective of the Rus
From the Perspective of the Rusby Michael DoyleStanding on the shoulders of wisdomBy each step we build separate kingdomsThe Brothers Karamazov built on a grain of wheatThat life comes from death and death is not defeatAll the suffering that we … Continue reading
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Tagged Absolute Rule, Authority, Autocracy, Beyond, Brothers Karamazov, Capability, Connection, Constantanople, Culture, Death, Declaration, Decree, Defeat, Despotism, Different, Division, Dreams, Driven, Fallible, Forces, Foundation, Freedom Lovers, God, Grain, Historical, History, Kiev, King, Kingdom, Kingdoms, Liberty, Life, Monarch, Mother Russia, Nation, Ninth Century, No Relief, Nobility, Ordained Choice, Orthodoxy, Perspective, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Power, Principles, Purpose, Reflection, Relationships, Reservation, Reverent, Rule, Russia, Sacred, Shoulders, Solzhenitsyn, Soul, Step, Suffering, Supreme, Talk, Temporal, True Belief, Twin Blades, Undergon, United, Viking, Voice, Western Civilization, Wheat, Wisdom, Withstand
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The Chicago Seven and Liberty
The Chicago Seven and Libertyby Michael DoyleThe American soul was in desperate measurePoisoned and depleted of blood and lost treasureFor the sake of a war that people didn’t understandOur republic’s principles died for in a foreign landThe Vietnam draft and … Continue reading
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Tagged America, American Pride, American Soul, Audience, Blood, Bobby Seale, Breakdown, Brew, Certainty, Chicago Seven, Chicken Foot, Content, Crossing the Line, Damage, Dead, Democratic Convention, Depleted, Desperate Measure, Determine, Die, Done, Draft, Dream, Enormously, Fateful Day, First Amendment, Foreign Land, Free Speech, Freedom of Speech and Thought, Grown Up Values, Heart, Ill Intent, Incite, Irate, Issue, Land of Liberty, Lawless, Liberty, Life, Little Doubt, Little To Be Won, Martin Luther King Jr., Matters, Minds, National Security, Non-Coformity, Overnight Bag, Peace, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Point, Poisoned, Police State, Pressure Cooker, Principles, Protest, Question, Rebels, Relent, Relevance, Restless Mind, Rise, Say, Serious, Significant, Society, Some Times, Stage, State Lines, Steeple, Storm, Strife, Stupor, Temperature, The American People, The Left, Threat, Treasure, Truth, Truth On Both Sides, Unambiguous, Understand, Vietnam, Violence, Voice, War, Watch, Wonder, World
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Halloween: Daughters of Salem
Daughters of Salemby Michael DoyleIn the misted realm of nightmaresBeyond the screens of our daily careThe daughters of Salem tossIn their graveyards of the crooked crossHidden tears masked by blood stainsThat cannot wash away with the cold rainsIs the fear … Continue reading
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Tagged Again and Again, All, Angel, Autumn, Bittersweet, Blood Stains, Broken Wing, Cohort, Cold Rain, Corridor, Crooked, Cross, Crypt, Daily Care, Dark, Darkness, Daughters, Destiny, Don't Really Know, Doom, Dread, Fall, Fate, Fear, Final Choice, Find, Forms, God, Graveyards, Halloween, Heaven, Hellions, Heresy, Hounds of Hell, Leaves, Life, Light, Locked Room, Lucifer, Make, Mercy, Minds, Mortuary, Nightmare, Open, Past, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Pours Out, Pray, Present, Rage, Realm, Rebellion, Resist, Rock-n-Roll, Sake, Salem, Sanctuary, Screen, Seal, Secrets, Seek, Sin, Skull, Tears, The Master's Call, Tug, Voice, Wages, Wait, War, Wash Away, Watch, Whisper
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Musing My Articulation
Musing My Articulationby Michael DoyleFilled with intense moments of suspensePut aside as real and yet it’s just pretenseThere is the much to do about all these thingsMusical, be it instrumental or songs I singI approach forward in my matriculationLooking at … Continue reading
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Tagged Adjustment, All Who Came Before, Amplitude, Articulation, Attack, Attitude, Change, Choice, Composition, Decay, Establish, Exploratory, Feel Deep, Fill, Flourish, Forward, Gratitude, Grounded In, Heaven Sent, Instrumental, Latitude, Matriculation, Moments, Motifs, Muse, Musical, Musical Notation, Myself, Oratory, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Pretense, Real, Remember, Sing, Single Notes, Sound, Standard, Suspense, Swell, Texture, Things, Timbre, Tone Colors, Travel, True, Voice
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Around Every Corner
As I was driving down the eastern terminus of the Old National Road, it occurred to me… Around Every Corner by Michael Doyle Around every corner There is a story Down every street Hiding from its glory Just a bit … Continue reading
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Tagged Around, Around Every Corner, Bit, Built, Careless, Down Every Street, Drive, Driven By, Eastern Terminus, Every Corner, Flown Over, Gain, Garden, Gates, Getting Through, Glory, Hand That's Dealt, Hidden, Hide, In Every Loss, Lost and Found, Moment, Mumble, Nothing, Old National Road, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Pout, Pride, Quarry, Revealing, Road Side, See, Story, Stumble, Telling, Toss, Twist of Fate, Untold Story, Voice, Wait, Word
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