Category Archives: Poetry and Poems

Pick Up Stix

Pick Up Stixby Michael DoyleYou can pick up sticksYou can play a thousand licksBut you can’t save a soulWithout saving your ownYou can make up tricksThat mesmerize slickers and hicksBut when you walk the walk of JesusYou’re never aloneSaid the … Continue reading

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All Those Secret Sins

All Those Secret Sinsby Michael DoyleOh my, the hypocrisyHave you no dignityWith all the secret sinsThat pops up now and thenHiding hate behind that smileMeaning yes in our denialIn a matter of time, it revealsItself in vivid detailsRight before the … Continue reading

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Once Too Many Times

Once Too Many Timesby Michael DoyleYou there, who do so wrongIt’s me here, telling you that you don’t belongPointing at your mistake with my fingerThat is, until, I notice the smell lingersAnd it is myself who is wickedStinking in my … Continue reading

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Before It’s Too Late

Before It’s Too Lateby Michael DoyleI hold no real begrudgementAgainst the Holy God of judgmentAnd how it seems most on meNot them, yet as a matter of theologyThat it is most how it should beToo often, I cross the linePretending … Continue reading

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Little Rocket

Twinkle, Twinkle Little Rocketby Michael DoyleTwinkle, TwinkleLittle RocketTruth be toldAnd we must talk itUp above the world somewhereWhere you are we know not whereBut worse is that we do not understandJust precisely where you will landI hear that we will … Continue reading

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Cinderella of the Pacific

A friend of mine invented a 5 line form of poetry in honor of Cinco de Mayo this year. At a short form poetry workshop tonight, I turned this into five verses of this and wrote the following in recollection … Continue reading

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Na/GloPoWriMo #30: While By Rhyme We Say Goodbye

Na/GloPoWriMo #30: While By Rhyme We Say Goodbyeby Michael DoyleMoving ever towardBy inching forwardIn a sideways slideWhere up tells down to hideLife becomes its hide and seekThough we remain afraid to speakWords we really want to sayThe truths that get … Continue reading

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Na/GloPoWriMo #29: From This Side of the Window

Na/GloPoWriMo #29: From This Side of the Windowby Michael DoyleThere was a time as a younger manWhen life excited me as it no longer canThat I would climb up into that buildingA hotel in which bargains were no longer yieldingThe … Continue reading

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Na/GloPoWriMo #28: Posing A Serious Question

Na/GloPoWriMo #28: Posing A Serious Questionby Michael Doyle Looking at the increased polarizationNoted as widespread across this nationThere is a serious question to be askedOne for which thinkers are now taskedWhat will it take in educationTo return civility to our … Continue reading

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Na/GloPoWriMo #27: In A Cemetery Obscure

Na/GloPoWriMo #27: In A Cemetery Obscureby Michael DoyleToday’s walkFilled with historyFootsteps fallenIn the silent cemeteryMelancholy and forlornThis modern world Needs some of the ringlornTo realize, everyday is a questHarmless decision pointsLead to the agnosthesiaWords spoken and unspokenHold their forms of … Continue reading

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