Category Archives: Poetry and Poems

Love Is A Dance of Promises

Love Is A Dance of Promisesby Michael DoyleTo weave the fabric of lasting bondsTo feel first love and move beyondIt is a path that is a kind of worshipMaking us into a resilient relationshipLosing you would be to die without … Continue reading

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Backstory

Backstoryby Michael DoyleIn the Christian communityThere are blessings in our familyIt’s a provident bit of spiritual wealthThat keeps us in godly healthAttending to our lives through celebrationThat holds the Trinity in fascinationAs we live our lives in the walkKeeping in … Continue reading

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Nat Turner’s Legacy

Nat Turner’s Legacyby Michael DoyleExceptions seldom make the ruleFoolish thinkers need their schoolThose who dwell on the mysteryOf why so few rose against slaveryIt is a cowardice of cultureThat we cannot afford to nurtureLet’s recall a moment of historyLived by … Continue reading

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Clown Suits Leapfrog To Stolen Policies

Clown Suits Leapfrog To Stolen Policesby Michael DoyleI’ve almost never been prone toward snipeEven regarding Comrade Kamala’s media hypeAdmittedly, it could be an amusing pursuitTo discuss a career begun playing a curious fluteNow she’s playing with a basket of populismOpenly … Continue reading

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Autarkeia

Autarkeiaby Michael DoyleIn these days of enhanced pushes for creativityWe slip and slide in our moral relativityGetting dazed and pushed by sex and violenceWe confuse this with mistaken social turbulenceYesterday’s logic is puzzled by the push and pullOf opinions and … Continue reading

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Blessed By His Glory

Blessed By His Gloryby Michael DoyleI’m thankful for the abilityGiven to all of humanityTo lift our voices in praiseWe raise this sound throughout our daysIt is to the risen kingThat we will always singFor He who heals us and savesAnd … Continue reading

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In the Heat of August

In the Heat of Augustby Michael DoyleRising temperatures affect the moodWith noisy insects seeming to intrudeSome live to complain line after lineBut I think instead, I’ll make August mineEven a poet or two finds it a povertyThat they cannot enjoy … Continue reading

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Asian American Is Not A Color

Asian American Is Not A Colorby Michael DoyleAll these phenotypes and social constructionsHave led to oppression and humanity’s destructionColors cannot be the references of relationshipWarped as it is under the God that we worshipImperfect groups are clustered in racial identityAnd … Continue reading

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Unity In God’s Family

Unity In God’s Familyby Michael DoyleLife proves the truth of God’s reliabilityAs God gets us through our adversitiesWe stand grateful as we become more wiseLearning to love the world through His eyesWe were once living in transgression and sinCraving the … Continue reading

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Echo Back

Echo Backby Michael DoyleMy words echo back into tomorrowA half-life that’s full of sorrowI’m often sorry for what I sayThe demons inside won’t have it any other wayIf these were the last words I saidI wouldn’t want them rolling in … Continue reading

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