Tag Archives: Believe

There You Are, It’s Spoken

There You Are, It’s Spokenby Michael DoyleOh, it’s a messy messIf only the truthYou would confessA shake of a handUsed to be the bondSincerity, we could understandBut when you pretendSnaking aroundAs if it’s something you can defendWhy you stalk and … Continue reading

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Christeaster Christians

Christeaster Christiansby Michael DoyleChristeaster ChristiansWithout real meaningTwice a yearFind their way homeChrister ChristiansIn their presence beingBubbled in their tearsFeel lost and aloneMiracles prayed forWithout believingFind their own wayHitting hard without courageThere must be moreDespite the deceivingCan it be felt todayLived … Continue reading

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Inconvenience Into Resemblance

Inconvenience Into Resemblanceby Michael DoyleCasting aside the inconvenienceLooking instead for the resemblanceIs he your bother or a brother?What happened to loving one another?Red letter moments meant to teach usEach word said in try to reach usPassages that speak to heartachesMeant … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: I Believe In An America Where the Free Enterprise System Flourishes For All Other Systems To See and Admire–Where…No Racketeer, No Government Bureaucracy Can Put Him Out of Business

“I believe in an America where the free enterprise system flourishes for all other systems to see and admire — where no businessman lacks either competition or credit — and where no monopoly, no racketeer, no government bureaucracy can put … Continue reading

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Wonder Expressed Within Five Words

Wonder Expressed Within Five Wordsby Michael DoyleIts in the habits of faith we liveTaking each day catching what it givesOn seeing Christ we believeDoubting as we do as we self-deceiveFeelings revealed in wounds feltThere in the good reasons dealtDenying as … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: If We Don’t Believe In Freedom of Expression For People We Despise, We Don’t Believe In It At All

“If we don’t believe in freedom of expression for people we despise, we don’t believe in it at all.” – Virginia Woolf (1882-1941)

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Thought For the Day: Believe You Can and You Are Halfway There

“Believe you can and you are halfway there.” – Theodore Roosevelt

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Na/GloPoWriMo #14: Quis ut Deus?

Na/GloPoWriMo #14: Quis ut Deus?by Michael DoyleMay parents had their preferenceBut my life has whispered its reverenceMaybe they meant to play oracle?But like the archangel’s rhetoricalThis name is a bit battle wornAs a soldier speaks on behalf of the forlornAnd … Continue reading

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First Principles: I Do Not Feel Obliged To Believe That the Same God Who Has Endowed Us With Sense, Reason and Intellect Has Intended Us To Forgo Their Use

“I do not feel obliged to believe that the same God who has endowed us with sense, reason, and intellect has intended us to forgo their use.” – Galileo Galilei, physicist and astronomer (1564-1642)

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Na/GloPoWriMo #7: Spanish Flower Shadorma

Na/GloPoWriMo #7: Spanish Flower Shadorma by Michael DoyleTime stands stillAs I turn awaySlowing downTides are feltDeep inside my fragile soulInnocence betraysCastle sandsSlip through my fingersWashed awayAs alwaysI look into setting sunsWondering at whyBest of timesPass away too fastIn your eyesIn … Continue reading

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