Category Archives: Poetry and Poems

Everything Made Easier

Everything Made Easierby Michael DoyleEverything is made easier with a breathAnd the touch of your handI look into your soul and find the depthThat has always helped me to understandIt’s there in our strength of connectionSeeing from your perspective forms … Continue reading

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Mess Over Neatness

Mess Over Neatnessby Michael DoyleShall we live as Lucy or LinusAs a spreadsheet of plus and minusMinimalism can be said to be neatBut life as messy has this beatIt is a deep-seated emotional needThat a life well-lived is one freedFrom … Continue reading

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Love Lives On

Love Lives Onby Michael DoyleDriving around the middle of the nationTrying to stimulate my daughters’ imaginationsAnd love for seeing the beauty of this nationLike their grandmother would have; if the situationHad somehow allowed this to followIf she had thrived; but … Continue reading

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Lives Lived With Gratitude

Lives Lived With Gratitudeby Michael DoyleTwo words received along the journeyTen men found their way to destinySamaritans and Jews knew their enmityExcept where leprosy was the common enemyStruck with this sort of a diseaseAs they slowly died, putting others ill … Continue reading

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That We’ve Received

That We’ve Receivedby Michael DoyleOur praise shakes the groundEarth and Heaven chased aroundWild and free as the winds blowingWe raise this love before the All-KnowingWorking His wonders before our eyesTo deliver His promises without surpriseGiving all the glory to His … Continue reading

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A Smile of Death

A Smile of Deathby Michael DoyleThe morning comes with a “how have you been”That comes a bit too brightly in world gone dimA smile unwelcomed can being its sense of dreadWith the ominous thought that we’ll all soon be deadThe … Continue reading

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The Mothman Cometh

The Mothman Comethby Michael DoyleGraceful yet frighteningI saw him by lightening With two red eyes glaringI couldn’t help staringPleading his wild eyed mysteryA part of West Virginian historyThis mysterious sort of beingThat the moonlight might bringA chilling whisper finds its … Continue reading

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Dunmore’s Lamentation

Dunmore’s Lamentationby Michael DoyleA seeming footnote on the journeyWas found about the struggle for libertyWe had gone to Point Pleasant to seeAnother point of what is legendaryOn to find that the struggle for this nationAlso began with Lord Dunmore’s lamentationAs … Continue reading

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Keeping Faith Through Storms

Keeping Faith Through Stormsby Michael DoyleWalking righteous amidst life’s corruptionThe faithful holds true without disruptionLike Noah and his ark saving our humanityThe chaos of new frontiers heals with peace, not vanityToo often, we live in coffins of our own makingWhile … Continue reading

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Bitter Truth Empty

Bitter Truth Emptyby Michael DoyleI come from the tribe of the dead soulSpirits lifted in the game of rock-n-rollThere is living yet to be doneIn the name of the father and the sonAnd yet, in the mirrored reflectionA sprawl spins … Continue reading

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