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Don’t Talk To Strangers

First in a series of poems based on a retelling of the classic werewolf story, or is it… Don’t Talk To Strangers by Michael Doyle Mama said don’t talk to strangers You’re never out of danger When you live on … Continue reading

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Flaws of My Heart

Sat in on an early morning sermon today.   While listening in, this came to mind… Flaws of My Heart by Michael Doyle My flaws of the heart Directed by sin from the start My eyes closed to Godly fear I … Continue reading

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Hearing That Still Small Voice

Based in part on 2 Samuel 7:18-19: Hearing That Still Small Voice by Michael Doyle First and foremost in questions of worship Is the supreme importance of your relationship To God the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit It … Continue reading

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A Summer Breeze Calls

Situational haiku or maybe just something from the place I photographed today… A Summer Breeze Calls by Michael Doyle A summer breeze calls Passing joyfully today Butterflies drift by Dragonfly alights Resting on a steady branch Offering comfort Goldfinch says … Continue reading

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Something Somehow Selfish Worn

Based in part on 1 Cor.10:31: Something Somehow Selfish Worn by Michael Doyle There is something selfish in loving the Lord Because He loves us and we’re looking forward To that fellowship we feel here and up above And know … Continue reading

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Sounds For Troubled Times

One thing I’ve had some time to do lately is to explore what tuneage tends to lift my spirits in these sunken times. Sounds For Troubled Times by Michael Doyle Susceptible to a classic boogie fever As though there be … Continue reading

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Blowing Down the Walls

Based in part on 2 Corinthians 2:14-16: Blowing Down the Walls by Michael Doyle Blown away by righteousness and grace Profound joy takes down all my walls Mercy has taken me to this place I have found my peace in … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: The Beginning of Wisdom Is To Call Things By Their Right Names

“The beginning of wisdom is to call things by their right names.” – Confucius    

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With the Turning of the Screw

Legend is replete of those who live and die by the sword, all in the name of honor and glory.  It is a noble story. With the Turning of the Screw by Michael Doyle Bitterness born of grief The warrior … Continue reading

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Holding Hands With the Sun

Falling in love with art is an intimate construction within ourselves expressed both outwardly and inwardly. Holding Hands With the Sun by Michael Doyle An experience of the narrative Doodles swirled in declarative Filling out the feels An imaginative look … Continue reading

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