Tag Archives: Alone

About A Death

About A Deathby Michael DoyleToday, I watched a show about deathI have to admit, it took away my breathAs I try to write this bit of poetryIt’s weird to think how much it’s hitting meIt’s hard to write with tears … Continue reading

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Pushback On A Throw Away Life

Pushback On A Throw Away Lifeby Michael DoyleWords are frequently flungLike bells that can’t be un-rungThere remains work to be doneWe can’t turn away before it’s wonFor those with caring heartsThis is off to a rough startPeople who deserve next … Continue reading

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A Jingle Bell Sort of Love

A Jingle Bell Sort of Loveby Michael DoyleThe city lights shine so brightBringing a little Christmas to my nightThere’s joy in how the sleigh bells ringAnd I love the happy way the children singStill, life happens as it doesThere’s no … Continue reading

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If Space and Time…

If Space and Time…by Michael DoyleIt’s only been a matter of a few passing yearsI’m alone on your birthday except for my tearsTalking to God again, I stare off into the nightYours was the sisterly love that was my guiding … Continue reading

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Rodin’s Artistry

Rodin’s Artistryby Michael DoyleSome pursue the fine arts for immortalityThat makes a degree of sense thoroughlyAfter all, you start with a marble blockBut see what you will transform from rockLike water, the shape begins to conformThe chisel drips patiently to … Continue reading

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Raising Unnecessary Spirits

Raising Unnecessary Spiritsby Michael DoyleConsigned to a comedic sense of HellThere is a demon who laughingly dwellsHe makes his home in haunted house scareBeetlejuice is filled with tricks and daresTo call his own shots filled with this synergyIt recalls the … Continue reading

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Breaker of Chains

Breaker of Chainsby Michael DoyleBreaker of the chainsYou have freed my soulHeard in the refrainsIt’s you that I extolYou are the LordSubject to my praiseYour Bible is my swordThroughout my daysHeld in our venerationFrom first to last generationsHeld in holy … Continue reading

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For Me and You

For Me and Youby Michael DoyleNo one has really asked my adviceBut I’ve seen lightning strike twiceEveryone’s part is more than necessaryTo be heard is not something contraryWe need to speak out on what we’ve heardWe need to share what … Continue reading

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In the Name of the Father and the Son

In the Name of the Father and the Sonby Michael DoyleTrying to hide in the nightWaiting for the morning lightFeeling my soul must atoneI have never felt so all aloneUntil I glanced on God’s faceThen and there, I knew graceA … Continue reading

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Somewhere In Between

Somewhere In Betweenby Michael DoyleThere in the review mirrorWere the lights of my errorNear the end of the driveFeeling more tired than aliveWas knowledge of my mistakeHitting the accelerator, not the brakeAs I did my best to make it homeAnd … Continue reading

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