“A people who mean to be free must be prepared to meet danger in person, and not rely upon the fallacious protection of armies” – Edmund Randolph

“A people who mean to be free must be prepared to meet danger in person, and not rely upon the fallacious protection of armies” – Edmund Randolph

“Watch out for each other. Love everyone and forgive everyone, including yourself. Forgive your anger. Forgive your guilt. Your shame. Your sadness. Embrace and open up your love, your joy, your truth, and most especially your heart.” – Jim Henson


The Weight of Life's Precision
by Michael Doyle
Error is the margin of lost control.
The world gradually takes your soul.
The things of this world will cost us pain,
Until we walk beyond the shadow of rain.
Traveling this world on the way out,
The darkest place is to be lost in doubt.
Family and friends can't let go.
It's a three-ring circus - on with the show.
Hitting the road to find a return,
We can't move without feeling the burn.
It's the fragile, delicate proposition,
Everything has the weight of precision.
You can't side-step the dark process.
It's just one more sign that life is a test.
Getting past the point of what's possible,
We grow more than we know that we're capable.
Conquering legions of demons is the second chance,
Skepticism forms itself into a familiar ghost dance.
Each step took us further than we thought we knew.
We color outside the lines we once drew.
Hitting the road to find a return,
We can't move without feeling the burn.
It's the fragile, delicate proposition,
Everything has the weight of precision.
The world spins until once weird is cool.
It seems the pattern made into the rule.
The virtue of never selling out to the game,
This is the stream of accidentally winning fame.
In the musical root that bleeds sincerity,
These are the decades lived in our integrity.
The top of the world is felt from the inside.
There is no wound to this dream of pride.
Hitting the road to find a return,
We can't move without feeling the burn.
It's the fragile, delicate proposition,
Everything has the weight of precision.
(c)May 15, 2026 Michael Doyle
All Rights Reserved

“Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul – and sings the tunes without the words – and never stops at all.” – Emily Dickinson

“If fear is cultivated it will become stronger, if faith is cultivated it will achieve mastery.” – John Paul Jones


Beats Held In Reverence
by Michael Doyle
Riffing off Shakespeare to be closer at heart
The drum roll lyrics caught us from the start.
Never playing down any observed reflection,
There's not been much that has escaped detection.
Dissatisfaction with the points arrived,
There are greater truths yet to be derived.
Yesterday's papers speak yesterday's news.
It's best to keep a beat ahead for fashionable views.
There's a red dot spotted on my brain,
That's what I get for showering in acid rain.
Staring down the barrel of a smoking gun,
That kind of truth had already been done.
Keyboards might send sound for a melody,
But to rock, it must be changed sonically.
Only the guitars come off as being reverent.
It's like rock ' n ' roll, only different.
Shifting into music's stranded combat zone,
These were the riffs that brought it home.
Time stands still as life looks around,
Somewhere out there has to be another sound.
There's a red dot spotted on my brain,
That's what I get for showering in acid rain.
Staring down the barrel of a smoking gun,
That kind of truth had already been done.
A lot of the last few drinks can work things out.
Sometimes beyond the shadowed doubt.
Sometimes down to the rock-n-roll guts.
It was out on the edge, and a little bit nuts.
The approach to what you do changes the motion.
This, in turn, results in twists of emotion.
It's the breath that makes the difference,
We learn new ways of life held in reverence.
There's a red dot spotted on my brain,
That's what I get for showering in acid rain.
Staring down the barrel of a smoking gun,
That kind of truth had already been done.
(c) May 14, 2026 Michael Doyle
All Rights Reserved

“The first maxim of a man who loves liberty, should be never to grant to rulers an atom of power that is not most clearly and indispensably necessary for the safety and well being of society.” – Richard Henry Lee

“Kind hearts are the gardens, Kind thoughts are the roots, Kind words are the flowers, Kind deeds are the fruits, Take care of your garden And keep out the weeds, Fill it with sunshine, Kind words, and Kind deeds.” – Henry Wadsworth Longfellow


A Praise Song For Mother's Day
by Michael Doyle
A Mother's Day is a remembrance of love.
It's devoted to following Heaven above.
Angels sing of her righteous way
Here on this, our holy Mother's Day.
Without a mother in this story,
Where would be God's good glory.
A silent night gave way to the virgin birth.
A promise made and kept for peace on earth.
Nothing can take the mother's place,
Filled with love and full of grace.
A mother's face filled with love
Is a life's first hint of Heaven above.
This savior's birth led t our redemption.
We must keep this in our contemplation.
With our savior's blessed arrival,
It led to holiness and righteous revival.
Hearts unfold full of Heaven's power
As we celebrate all of our mothers' hours.
We think of the blessing of maternity,
And know its part in the path of eternity.
(c)May 13, 2026 Michael Doyle
All Rights Reserved

“Change your words into truths and then change that truth into LOVE.” – Stevie Wonder

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