Category Archives: Poetry and Poems

Just One More Psychotic Break

Just One More Psychotic Breakby Michael DoyleCosmic horror played the killing schoolThat taught the writer of chilling ghoulsThis was the bogeyman’s secret in his tombThat rose up from the barren gothic wombThis was where a dark demon became a faceless … Continue reading

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Sacred Call

Sacred Callby Michael DoyleMy eyes are set aboveFocused on my God’s loveI raise my voice in gratitudeFixing right my attitudeThe Holy Spirit knows us allIn its guidance, as we recallSinging out with our full voiceI live every moment by my … Continue reading

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Virtue and Disobedience

Virtue and Disobedienceby Michael DoylePainting away your dayAs old records playEach portrait painted with feelingIs nothing less than soul-revealingThat is to say about the painters’ waysNot of the sitter, despite honoring his daysSpending time on crafting the right impressionThis is … Continue reading

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Welcome To Our Church of Glory

Welcome To Our Church of Gloryby Michael DoyleThe rock of agesIs spread across the pagesWe hear it in the harmonyWe see it in the world’s beautyIt’s for this, I singAll the glory to my kingJesus gives us all for our … Continue reading

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A Catch of Breath

A Catch of Breathby Michael DoyleLet’s admit that we’re born dyingIt’s time to stop our cryingLet these words be quietly spokenIt’s okay to be a little brokenWe’re connected by more than our headsWe have more meaning than our words saidIt … Continue reading

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Nuclear Winter Hues

To those who guessed, this Halloween’s poetry theme for me is the monster that lays within far too much of humanity. Nuclear Winter Huesby Michael DoyleNuclear WinterBegins to splinterWith daylight undefinedTricks begin to play on the mindAnother day off the … Continue reading

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Revelation Brings Victory

Revelation Brings Victoryby Michael DoyleIn our holy journey togetherOur eschatology promises the betterAs we stay long enough to hearListening to all who gather nearHeavy enough to inspireWe transform through the fireGrowing in God for our feelingsAs we listen to what … Continue reading

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Reality Vs. Constructs

Reality Vs. Constructsby Michael DoyleAn understanding states and instructsThat the “real world” consists of constructsWe all oblige each other to reach an understandingBut to apply this loosely rather than too demandingThis is to say we lie so often to our … Continue reading

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The Lord Turns His Blessed Face

The Lord Turns His Blessed Faceby Michael DoylePraise the Father; Praise the SonPraise the Spirit for what is doneJoy spreads across all creationGiving us all its holy inspirationTruth is truth, new to oldThis is God’s story toldAll things that are … Continue reading

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From the Mountains of Madness

From the Mountains of Madnessby Michael DoyleIt’s difficult to say which came firstWas it feelings of fear or bloody thirst That moves souls beyond the edges of sadnessPilloried by the blinding drive of madnessThe dreams of men are older than … Continue reading

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