“Relationships are based on four principles: respect, understanding, acceptance and appreciation” – Mahatma Gandhi

“Relationships are based on four principles: respect, understanding, acceptance and appreciation” – Mahatma Gandhi


Doomscrolling the Past Time Lore
by Michael Doyle
It's a twisted blade to the knife
That makes a struggle for our life
Into a battle to hold off death
Until the very last draw of breath
So much deception when truth becomes lies
While we look for the dreams behind the eyes
Of those that we somehow love without belief
Waiting for them to draw blood and find relief
The relief reached in their thirst for blood
As they and we drag ourselves through the mud
Scratch-by-scratch, somehow barely holding on
Until death by death, we fear humanity is gone
Nobody knows how the zombie virus started
The search for this truth isn't for the faint-hearted
For myself, I believe in the whispered story
That it comes from some government laboratory
Lies told, and deceptions heard strike every nerve
They told us fourteen days to flatten the curve
Of the top ten lies from the government, this makes the list
Instead, the disease spread hand over fist
Setting tribe against tribe, hoping to stay alive
We said our prayers and isolated ourselves to survive
As more and more turned, and we hoped for a cure
We could only hope the human race would endure
Bite by bite, we lost this human's race
With a handful of survivors relying on grace
Building walls of defense to start again
Families of choice not blood, became true friends
Never again accepting unproven authority
Never forgetting what they did to our dignity
This became legends bred from grandparent lore
A new mythology of the lived through and something more
Bullet-for-bullet, there was quite a cost
Between our tears, we remember the lost
This coming Halloween has postured to its meaning
Remembering with honor, those no longer human beings
But ghosts tainted as we are, as we pass through this fire
Giving our best when driven down to the wire
We did what we had to just to somehow stay alive
There is no shame in knowing that we'll survive
The ground we stand on is soaked in blood
What's left of our spirit is mired in mud
We must become and be a people of purposeful nobility
I say this at the blood-stained cost of my humility
I feel the guilt of surviving to live
I say this having given all that I have to give
Can I be among those who begin again?
I extend my hand to you as kindred and friend
(c) October 1, 2024 Michael Doyle
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“Go confidently in the direction of your dreams. Live the life you have imagined.” – Henry David Thoreau

“I’m so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers.” – L. M. Montgomery, in Anne of Green Gables


Garrulous Excess Canonized
by Michael Doyle
The poet fought against fame again
Thinking only of peace found in Zen
Seeking quiet life in a monastery
But the truth faced turned out contrary
Death on two legs stole no small amount
Leaving Cohen with nothing in his account
This is the ethics of jaded Hollywood
The essence of fame as it's understood
Emotions felt across the generational divide
Images become darker as reality starts to collide
The dealer deals the hand played out as a game
In need of a healer, the star was broken and lame
Canonized for dying a deity's death
Unwanted fans sang along to his last breath
Watching angels fall gave him his insight
Struggling creatures still seek the light
Garrulous excess sketches a beautiful symphony
Of a life lived never expecting any sympathy
Forced into the role of the archangel turned star
While simply bending words blended with guitar
Emotions felt across the generational divide
Images become darker as reality starts to collide
The dealer deals the hand played out as a game
In need of a healer, the star was broken
Over and over, he slipped away from stardom unseduced
He was never caught up in the demanded numbers produced
Carefully guarding his muse, he disallowed from being reduced
However much others wished the poet might be induced
On the shelf stands a catalog of songs of experience
Ordinary enough, though expressed as if sedated preference
Hid a secret wealth of private failures stacked tall
Of which his heart's song played out as he simply recalled
Emotions felt across the generational divide
Images become darker as reality starts to collide
The dealer deals the hand played out as a game
In need of a healer, the star was broken
(c) September 30, 2024 Michael Doyle
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“America’s present need is not heroics but healing; not nostrums but normalcy; not revolution but restoration.” – Warren G. Harding

“Once you wake up and smell the coffee, it’s hard to go back to sleep.” – Fran Drescher


Giving Our Best Attitude
by Michael Doyle
We find our safety and security
In what brings us true liberty
To live our lives as we want to be
This is the path of living free
We pass some things on as a legacy
The Bible reflects this complexity
It's a love letter to teach us love
Following God's ways shown from above
Facing forward into the future with gratitude
We look at the Bible with our childlike attitudes
The Bible preserves His chosen people's history
And provides the secrets of the revealed mystery
Along with the history are the books of the law
Bringing rules and guidance to readily recall
Family rules that bring us together in unity
It's been like this throughout our history
It's these things that start our relationship
And builds the path to our best worship
We are to live in freedom but to do real good
As servants of God, this is certainly understood
We will choose the ways we will live
And God will nearly always forgive
If we are to live best, we will follow God's ways
And if we follow this plan, we will have our best days
Life to the fullest, living as we've been taught
This road map is the one we've always sought
The Bible is a love story between God and man
All we need to do is to follow His plans
1600 years of truth in one full measure
Rests in the words of God's greatest treasure
Giving percepts of joy and teaching what's right
There is great reward in keeping this in our sight
The Bible was kept in a constant state of purity
Hidden in the heart as a matter of utmost surety
God's word is to be written on the heart and mind
It is sight given in a world of the bitter and blind
In the dust of the rabbi, pious students learned
Until they knew right enough for God to be discerned
How do we bring an expectancy of how it is that we grow
And through God's love, we learn in stillness then to know
There are some filters that will teach us best
To be successful in our life's constant flow of tests
God's breath is written and spoken to teach
Every possible person who seeks God to be reached
And trained to this in holy and godly ways
It is so that we can find our steps in these days
Loving the Lord with all our heart and strength
Throughout every day's most prolonged sense of length
Loving the Lord God as He's held in your heart
To find your best finish from the very start
This is a prayer of humility and gratitude
That brings us closest to our best attitudes
(c) September 29, 2024 Michael Doyle
All Rights Reserved


Breaker of Chains
by Michael Doyle
Breaker of the chains
You have freed my soul
Heard in the refrains
It's you that I extol
You are the Lord
Subject to my praise
Your Bible is my sword
Throughout my days
Held in our veneration
From first to last generations
Held in holy connection
You've shown my direction
As I look at your ways
To show me how to live my days
I'm never lost in guessing
Every day brings new blessings
In you, my trust confides
Beyond the strength of my pride
Together, we are never alone
You and I are Christ's own
Held in our veneration
From first to last generations
Held in holy connection
You've shown my direction
(c) September 29, 2024 Michael Doyle
All Rights Reserved

“For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life.” – John 3:16 (NIV)

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