Tag Archives: Connection

Ghost Story

Ghost Storyby Michael DoyleRemember Remember meMy death Was cold miseryThere is no record At least officiallyBut my lynching Is part of historyI’m cold and alone Without a name on the stonePlease talk to me I need a sort of legacyI … Continue reading

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Let’s Live A Conspiracy of Love

Let’s Live A Conspiracy of Loveby Michael DoyleStaring at my blank screen thoughtfully,On this day, when it occurs to me softlyThat these moments of joy and Christmas cheerAren’t meant for one day but every day of the yearLetting God’s love … Continue reading

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Sparked Distraction

Sparked Distractionby Michael DoyleAll the world is extraordinaryThere is so much to seeIn every moment and all actionsThere is the spark of distractionHopefully and creativelyYour safety is found in beautyAs you go out into the world to seeAll there is … Continue reading

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The Kindness of Blind Love

The Kindness of Blind Loveby Michael DoyleEvery once in a while, you findThat life can be a smile and be kindYou find, as I’ve sometimes foundThat if you don’t chase it aroundLove shows up, and it is kindThe best kind … Continue reading

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On Which Life Depends

On Which Life Dependsby Michael DoyleWe play games aimed to pleaseAs we touch and you teaseShowing me your personal spacesAnd touching me with your tracesThese linger inside my mindYours is the touch that I’ve wanted to findI am in a … Continue reading

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The Blood of Unrequited Tears

The Blood of Unrequited Tearsby Michael DoyleEven children book storiesHold whispers of former gloriesLike the Book of Life’s ResurrectionIf we follow the clues, we’ll find the connectionsA brave child will dare to readUsing his imagination to find where it leadsEven … Continue reading

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The Path of Generosity

The Path of Generosityby Michael DoyleStanding on a mountain of epiphanyStill, wondering what might come for meThis is no moment of bumper-sticker fameSome of the things happening are a shameReaching out for all the unreachedBringing the resources so that the … Continue reading

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The With-Ness of Our Witness

The With-Ness of Our Witnessby Michael DoyleGod isn’t a cosmic killjoy out to dealOut the harsh things that keep it realGod is faithful and loves celebrationAnd lessons he often teaches are with elationWe sometimes arrive a little rough around the … Continue reading

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Between the Uncomfortable Truths

Between the Uncomfortable Truthsby Michael DoyleIn the uncomfortable truths there were connectionsNothing compared to her open, honest reflectionsOn those things often very difficult to sayShe never paid much mind to bringing controversy to the dayPerhaps it is that she truly … Continue reading

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X Marks the Spot

X Marks the Spotby Michael DoyleSo now, here it is, and seemsThat in a community of dreamsX has come to mark the spotWhere the globe connects the dotsOf conversations that we fieldWhere no one really yieldsBut mingles outbursts of conversationThat … Continue reading

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