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Reckless Love of God

Reckless Love of Godby Michael DoyleNever let the impossible stop youIf you live with faith, only victory will doPushing always forward into the newThere’s another miracle waiting to come trueRestoration given in heavenly graceFills the blissfulness in every traceDry bones … Continue reading

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Echoes of A Dolphin’s Life

Echoes of A Dolphin’s Lifeby Michael DoyleSynchronized sleepingFrom danger keepingHalf brained and one eyedThe pod keeps from being surprisedFollowing the secrets of mysteryA familiar echo explores the seaAs a whale’s song is heard in the distanceAnd against curiosity, there is … Continue reading

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Lies For Truth

Lies For Truthby Michael DoyleThere’s a lot of people mistakingThe Devil’s lies for the truthIt’s an easy road to heartbreakEspecially, in our bolder youthChasing at golden bits of hilarityWith blinders on as we strain to seeSeeking after just a little … Continue reading

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Keeping Our Truth

Keeping Our Truthby Michael DoyleReaching out in my cognitionHoping that my thoughts and perceptionsMight find a little recognitionAnd from that grow some receptionLiving life under another’s definitionPoints in mockery at the deceptionAs we walk this world in disguiseKeeping our truth … Continue reading

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Thoughts On Our Partnership 09032020

Thoughts On Our Partnership 09032020by Michael DoyleSmiles into your sleeping dreamWaking into our tomorrow’s sceneThe unseen director calls for actionAll moves and words lead to satisfactionKnowing that your heart holds mineWhile mine holds a bit of your sunshineIt’s a beautiful … Continue reading

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What Fools Lament…

What Fools Lament…by Michael DoyleWhat fools lament, wise men cherishForever vigilant that our ideals won’t perishLiving life in recycled cinema outtakes playedWe stand up boldly and unafraidHolding tight against things that shouldn’t beThe quietly spoken pillars of our communityShed chances … Continue reading

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Prayer For Courage

Poem Number Six in a series on a retelling of a classic werewolf tale: Prayer For Courage by Michael Doyle Look deep – is it a surprise? Do you see the beast in my eyes God knows that I wish … Continue reading

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Shrunken Jesus

It’s a paradox really… Shrunken Jesus by Michael Doyle We trust as we say with our might Believing as we will in truth and light That Jesus has the power to save our souls Then in whispers we wonder at … Continue reading

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Tribalisms of Empathy

Society’s kindness has gone markedly down as we tend to polarize and communicate online via social media more.   It’s sort of sparking a lot of interest, particularly in these times of social isolation,  in getting folks to begin dialoging … Continue reading

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In A Still Sleeping Place Inside My Head

The for the fourth day of NaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo 2020 is: “…to write a poem based on an image from a dream”.    … and so I did…. In A Still Sleeping Place Inside My Head by Michael Doyle The feeling comes … Continue reading

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