Tag Archives: Creation

Just One More Psychotic Break

Just One More Psychotic Breakby Michael DoyleCosmic horror played the killing schoolThat taught the writer of chilling ghoulsThis was the bogeyman’s secret in his tombThat rose up from the barren gothic wombThis was where a dark demon became a faceless … Continue reading

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The Lord Turns His Blessed Face

The Lord Turns His Blessed Faceby Michael DoylePraise the Father; Praise the SonPraise the Spirit for what is doneJoy spreads across all creationGiving us all its holy inspirationTruth is truth, new to oldThis is God’s story toldAll things that are … Continue reading

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The Painful Reality of Perfectionism

The Painful Reality of Perfectionismby Michael DoyleThere is a need to face eventuallyWhether painful or not, the realityThat however much we have optimismThere is no such thing as perfectionismAt least so much as actually be perfectThere is only really the … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: I Do Not Think There Is Any Thrill That Can Go Through the Human Heart Like That Felt By The Inventor As He Sees Some Creation of the Brain Unfolding To Success

“I do not think there is any thrill that can go through the human heart like that felt by the inventor as he sees some creation of the brain unfolding to success… Such emotions make a man forget food, sleep, … Continue reading

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Cheap Candles Finding Gold

Cheap Candles Finding Goldby Michael DoyleAsk any Rabbi, and you’re sure to findA story or two to give sight to the blindIt’s a whispered rumor illustrating the taleOf how those with pride are sure to fallEven cheap candles can illuminate … Continue reading

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Minding God’s Own Business

Minding God’s Own Businessby Michael DoyleIt’s how it is that we should liveWe find that God has work to giveIn an echo of principles, we need clarityOf what is necessary to enable us to seeTo lack in clarity is an … Continue reading

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Left Behind

Left Behindby Michael DoyleThere is a coziness to all our liesWhispers the darkness in this monster’s eyesThere is peace in settling the scoreVengeance knows the warmth of its pourLike a blended whiskey that burns down slowSo is our lack of … Continue reading

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To Walk That Walk

To Walk That Walkby Michael DoyleAs a fractured soul in need of graceI know where I belong; I know my placeI walk my love as best that I canAs my heart keeps God’s commandsGod helps us to reach a better … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: The Only Thing One Can Give An Artist Is Leisure In Which To Work. To Give An Artist Leisure Is Actually To Take Part In His Creation

“The only thing one can give an artist is leisure in which to work. To give an artist leisure is actually to take part in his creation.” – Ezra Pound, poet (30 Oct 1885-1972)

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