Tag Archives: Choice

Knowing of the Why

Knowing of the Whyby Michael DoyleI believe I know the whyOf why a weeping willow criesWhen there was no time for goodbyeAnd that’s the case for each of us who diesEven in the best case of stabilityThere lies the uncanny … Continue reading

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Musing My Articulation

Musing My Articulationby Michael DoyleFilled with intense moments of suspensePut aside as real and yet it’s just pretenseThere is the much to do about all these thingsMusical, be it instrumental or songs I singI approach forward in my matriculationLooking at … 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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Born In the Dawn

Tales of magic and the quests that invariably accompany these always tug at my soul. Born In the Dawn by Michael Doyle In the mists of time, there is a story Of the sword of power and it’s full glory … 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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On Attempting To Be A Good Father

As Father’s Day approaches, I am thinking a lot on what it means to be a father to my two daughters.  I am woefully aware that as they approach their teenage years, there are things I might have said and … Continue reading

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Slow Like A Mule

Blues and fusion offers it’s own kick of long solos filled with hot licks.  But in all of this, there is that groove and it punches slow like a mule.  No one threw those punches better than Betty Davis. Slow … Continue reading

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Choice To Be Made

What it really all comes down to, I think, anyhow… Choice To Be Made by Michael Doyle What this all comes down to For the likes of me and you Is if we’ll let our nation live in fear Or, … Continue reading

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A Haiku of Math and Music

Precisely that times three in a tiny peek into the curious relationship between music and math.  Yes, don’t remind me.  I have often tried to deny this as not so very much so…. A Haiku of Math and Music by … Continue reading

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Finding the Good

I had a discussion with someone many years ago about why I wanted two princesses to be familiar with the literary classics from which there were derived the 5′ Shelf of Books aka Harvard Classics.  After all, the contention was, … Continue reading

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