Tag Archives: Arrival

One Breath

One Breathby Michael DoyleHeaven has its melody,It plays like a full symphony.It’s calling us all home.We walk together, not alone.There’s a taste like eternityIn all that God has done for me.There is a home before our adoration,As certain as we … Continue reading

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Happy Is Man’s Unknown Door

Happy Is Man’s Unknown Doorby Michael DoyleI see it thereIn your eyes.How life has taught,Making you more wise.Much of life Comes to us by surprise.Happy are those Who live past probable demise.Happy is the man who lives,Rising up from life’s … Continue reading

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Bob Dylan’s Blues

Bob Dylan’s Bluesby Michael DoyleBob Dylan’s tangle was a lot more than blueIts effect has had a multi-generational hueHis music, writing, and lyrical poetryHas etched its way into the best of historyMost of us take part in shallow walk-on rolesThere … Continue reading

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Balance of Power

Balance of Powerby Michael DoyleYour people came to my peopleWith all of their demandsBefore we knew what coexistence meantWe had lost all our sacred landsWe were offered the peaceThat can only be called brutalityAs we were savagely rounded upBy your … Continue reading

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Holy Is My God’s Name

Holy Is My God’s Nameby Michael DoyleHoly is my God’s nameHis wonders erase my blameHe descended among us on His arrivalTo bring humanity to our survivalHis abundance gives us allHere together we heed His callYahweh’s mercy is shownNo greater love … Continue reading

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Unburdened (A Quest For Inner Peace)

Unburdened (A Quest For Inner Peace)by Michael DoyleUnburdened by what is in the pastSo many things that couldn’t lastThe way of life is to carry onBeyond what we survive and is goneIn all the parts that are rearrangedNot everything in … Continue reading

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Unvanquished

Unvanquishedby Michael Doyle Crescent moons signify deathNight births the heavens with her last breathThe realm of darkness buries the sunUntil once again a new day is begun Digging the way through disparagementNeeds perseverance when there is no encouragementThe seeds of … Continue reading

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Until Humanity is Gone

Until Humanity Is Goneby Michael DoyleThese parasites came to bring decayDestroying the vestiges of yesterdayThey prey on the last of our humanityKilling in waves depleting our societyMaking it impossible to be withstoodSetting fire to our planet and its woodsRats, insects … Continue reading

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Winchester I. The Arrival

There is a famous house in California built the widow of the same Winchester who invented the famous rifle of the same name. Winchester I. The Arrival by Michael Doyle The bell tolls in the dark of night While the … Continue reading

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The Dreamwork of Nightmares

In these dark times when it is so hard to be optimistic, can anyone be blamed for having nightmares?  But what then are these? The Dreamwork of Nightmares by Michael Doyle Even still as we grow and mature We find … Continue reading

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