Tag Archives: Destination

Radically Reversed

Radically Reversedby Michael DoyleReversing the brokenness of circumstanceTo give sacred life to its every chanceKnowing that those who have less are not lessHowever much life’s moments might be a messThe most hurting present are our familyBlessed be this truth in … Continue reading

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Wall of Ego

Wall of Egoby Michael DoyleSelf righteous PhariseesAre often truth’s worst enemiesIn looking down on others, you miss the skiesSelf-deceived by our prideful, lying eyesMissing the mark of God, in favor of meBelieving myself the pilot of my lifeI mistake my … Continue reading

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Through the Years

Through the Yearsby Michael DoyleSilently in my day to dayI live just as I prayNeeding a miracle some wayKnowing that at least God will stayEvery step grows my walkTaking my soul beyond talkInto the power of my emotionsEvery lesson strengthens … Continue reading

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Na/GloPoWriMo #19: St Patrick’s Day Kiss

Na/GloPoWriMo #19: St Patrick’s Day Kissby Michael DoyleLike a lucky man wondering ifYou’d always beMy lucky charmLiving in a moment’s blissIt was easy to seeAnother kiss could do no harmGotta phone that message inLet it ring true, again and againLong … Continue reading

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A Saint Patrick’s Day Kiss

A Saint Patrick’s Day Kissby Michael DoyleLike a lucky man wondering ifYou’d always beMy lucky charmLiving in a moment’s blissIt was easy to seeAnother kiss could do no harmGotta phone that message inLet it ring true, again and againLong distance … Continue reading

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Empty Jar

Empty Jarby Michael DoyleIt’s an empty jar that we fillGiven the many choices of our free willIt’s best to live with full intentionLooking back, we’ll see what’s had our attentionThis jar of ours, might just shatterIf we fill it with … Continue reading

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To Simply Believe

To Simply Believeby Michael DoyleThe Square root of the possibleOf all that we can achieveIs to have some gumption And to simply believeThrowing caution to the windTaking chances we defendMore on odds approximatedAnd guaranteed seldom as estimatedThe magic isn’t just … Continue reading

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The Death Head of Night

The Death Head of Nightby Michael DoyleThere in the darkest of the 20th CenturyWere pages to learn from in our historySuch evil as was darker than the nightWhere our traditions still bring us lightNo matter what the king tells usTruth … Continue reading

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An Intellectual Conversation

An Intellectual Conversationby Michael DoyleI asked you to speak your beautiful mindUnsuspecting of all the wonders I might findBut knowing that I would love just to talkWho knew that talk would grow into our walkI asked you to kiss me … Continue reading

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A Vacation In the Reflective

A Vacation In the Reflectiveby Michael DoyleIt seems to me that there’s one thingCovid has brought and its the thrivingThat comes in knowing it’s not really destinationGiving us the best of our family vacationIt does not hurt in thinking locationBut, … Continue reading

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