“Let us not be unmindful that liberty is power, that the nation blessed with the largest portion of liberty must in proportion to its numbers be the most powerful nation upon earth. Our Constitution professedly rests upon the good sense and attachment of the people. This basis, weak as it may appear, has not yet been found to fail. Always vote for a principle, though you vote alone, and you may cherish the sweet reflection that your vote is never lost. America, in the assembly of nations, has uniformly spoken among them the language of equal liberty, equal justice, and equal rights.” – John Quincy Adams
Times like these need clarity. All answers must come from integrity. Tough times need God's leadership As we keep humble in our worship.
Sometimes we stumble at the cross. We find ourselves lost in a loss. A pastor must lead as understood. The standard is for the Church's good.
From life's highs and lows There is a lot to experience and know. The in-betweens are okay. In every moment we need to pray.
Submitting ourselves to God's sovereignty, We keep ourselves bound in Christian loyalty. Being intentional as it is with tension, Our free will requires our best attention.
Along with God's gift of great capability Comes the duty of even greater responsibility. Praying aloud as needed in every season, The Lord forms the depth of each reason.
Children of the living God, we are, And that much of our identity carries far. Engaged faithfully in the processes of love, We are charged to follow the ways from above.
When the spirit of Christ falls on us all, His people become the temple responsive to His call. We are all a part of this one body. Each in the family is needed, all of us, everybody.
God binds the wounded in their healing. Yet as God's arm, we move beyond feeling. Like iron sharpens iron, we are outreaching, Learning the pathways of the love we are preaching.
When the Lord speaks, we should not just hear. Instead, we should listen closely without fear. God speaks what is needed for our good service That we may rise to readily fulfill God's purpose.
New life can come from patiently seeking to find The path forward to truly see and not be blind. Each of us is the Church, and faithfully remain so. Let's spread God's love wherever it is we go.
The ending time of a season Happens, of course, for His own reason. Time has its own timing, forgiven from sin. As life from death, we eternally begin again.
(c) June 14, 2026 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
“The righteous cry out, and the Lord hears them; He delivers them from all their troubles. The Lord is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit.”
“The righteous person may have many troubles, But the Lord delivers him from them all” – Psalms 34:17-19
I will guide and protect you, Her whisper tells your ear. Trust in her in all you do, And you have nothing to fear.
Though it's not a fault of creation, The truth becomes the situation, And all that's left is the getaway. The hope is to make it to another day.
Right off, it's hard to understand. It's a bit like a stranger in a strange land. There is but one naked truth to know. If we know it, it will show.
But it's kept from us by alien dreams Who hold fast as superior to human beings. This is not in the balance to be had, And failure to meet this is the battle of good and bad.
Our souls must find the right harmony. We must tune into the right frequency. Seeing the world does not come easily. An abduction takes humanity across the galaxy.
May the gods provide the inspiration To find the method of magical explanation. She will find her way to take us there, To a time and place beyond fear.
Wisdom often comes from solitude Where awkward thoughts can't intrude. Only love and forgiveness can find the way To bury us rebirthed into our world's new day.
The time has come for new power to be freed. The moment has arrived in our time of need. We must claw our way to bloody victory, A victory unseen in all of our history.
We must know the rules to break them well. It's a glorious tale that we will tell As we learn to set each other free, Only the gods know who we will be.
Though our souls might burn in incineration, The good and bad of humanity know integration As we sail across the rushing stage of eternity These are the rules of maximizing immortality.
(c) June 13, 2026 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
“We can find meaning and reward by serving some higher purpose than ourselves, a shining purpose, the illumination of a Thousand Points of Light…We all have something to give. – George H.W. Bush
Following 3 years of a poem a day (+ 109 additional days), I am ready to go back to practicing short-form poetry again. We will begin with a form called the Octodil . I will introduce at least one short-form poetry style per week and at least one poem in each style.
What is an Octodil?
An octodil is a form created by Viola Berg though it has been popularized by Linda Varsell Smith. It consists of the following:
How an Octodil is written:
8 lines
syllables 4–4–6–6–8–8–6–6
No rhymes
4 4 6 6 8 8 6 6
Remember it is no strict rhyme. I have written one with and without the rhymes that I prefer.
A Set of Octodils by Michael Doyle
1) Octodil For the Human Race by Michael Doyle
Learning conflict Has formed our past Let's shape a way forward Learning to wage our peace Resolved for communication Anticipate giving our best We have to give to live A great lesson well learned
(c) June 8, 2026 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
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2) Forest Octodil by Michael Doyle
Nature Preserves Photos taken Forming new impressions Ways to frame the beauty A new project of older thoughts Lessons of value given free There is much more to see And even more to share
(c) June 8, 2026 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
Heading out of Australia to escape this Aussie winter. First stop Japan, then UK/Ireland and if work doesn't call me back, onto Chicago. I will make it up as I go along
ALOHA PROMISES FOREVER 