Category Archives: Poetry and Poems

Napoli Treats For Friday Nights

Napoli Treats For Friday Nightsby Michael DoyleMouth watering, the aroma fills the airPrepared by two hands that carePiping hot pizza pie and glasses of red wineNever has Friday night been more divineHumble origins in good old ItalyAre fancy enough for … Continue reading

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In the Whisper of Time’s Sands

In the Whisper of Time’s Sandsby Michael DoyleWe can’t get a lock on the futureWithout knowing our pastWe can’t know what to nurtureIf we don’t know what was once castThe good hunter seeks to rise to the heightAs he sips … Continue reading

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We Manage To Stand

We Manage To Standby Michael DoyleSunset captures fear’s reflectionAs the kitten meanders in the right directionUnhungry and not seeking some timid mouseBut rather the warmth of the familiar houseOnce the hunter, now the preyThe game of life has danger in … Continue reading

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Silently Feeling

Silently Feelingby Michael Doyle In this world that shifts and shattersMiracles happen most when they don’t matterIt feels a bit like cosmic confusionBut it’s really just a humbling illusionAll these thoughts of constant intrusionCome in layers of complex conclusionsEven these … Continue reading

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An Illustration of Faithfulness

An Illustration of Faithfulnessby Michael RomaniIn this space of human realityWe live an eternity of our moralityWhile We approach this with humilityIt can easily seem that life is brutalityGrace plus anything is grace deficientNo plus or minus can be sufficientWe … Continue reading

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Hard To Fix

Hard To Fixby Michael DoyleHitchhiking without a direction knownIt’s not on the map and is seldom shownLooking for God and if He’s in chargeIt’s as close as I come to living largeSome things are like bags of tricksImpossible to handle … Continue reading

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Wrist Cutter Blues

Wrist Cutter Bluesby Michael DoyleShe was born hard to impressHe was maybe overly dressedFor a boy deep in his thoughtsBut she could never be boughtThey were standing in the deep endSomehow waiting for a friendNeither of them was from anywhereThat … Continue reading

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Cowboys and Mustangs

Cowboys and Mustangsby Michael DoyleThe Conquistadors brought horses to these landsBack 500 years ago, as best as I understandNow, thousands are allowed to wander freeCausing irreversible damage to the rangeland countryThe conflict arises over the carrying capacity50,000 horses await adoption … Continue reading

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She Learns To Survive

She Learns To Surviveby Michael DoyleTo her, I’m her fatherAs I watch my daughterWalking alone in the nightShe’s always been my lightBut it wasn’t always this wayShe’s haunted by the dayThese moments hidden insideBehind her fragile prideHe took her innocenceI’ve … Continue reading

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That I Might Be of Service

That I Might Be of Serviceby Michael DoyleJesus is the holy and sacred nameOf the one who took away my shamePowerful enough to break every chainRefreshing my life like the pouring rainEvery day begins on my kneesTalking to God who … Continue reading

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