Tag Archives: Dream

The Footprints In My Soul

The Footprints In My Soulby Michael DoyleLove is not a monologue,Talking to myself gets me nowhere.Let’s get on with the dialogue,Moving beyond where I simply persevere.Under my empire of ashesLives a garden from my heart.Despite the doom of thrashes,This is … Continue reading

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Love Steps Out

Love Steps Outby Michael DoyleEvery hour that is passingTurns into its own test.I find my life always changing. I don’t get much rest.It’s a long way to the sun.But I keep on reaching out.It seems my dreams have just begun.I … Continue reading

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Community Thrived

Community Thrived by Michael DoyleA new day awaits the exploring soul.It decides where and when to go.Learning things as it openly dreams,All its world bursting at the seams.Becoming brave, it becomes itself,Either through life or books on the shelf.From this … Continue reading

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Lessons In Ballet

Lessons In Balletby Michael DoyleNo one dares wake Suzy from her sleep.Her dreams of ballet run very deep.With the slippers on her young feet,The Devil’s own she’s gone to meet.Ruby red paints the airport’s walls,As she answers dance’s sacred call.Rushing … Continue reading

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Counting the Days

Counting the Daysby Michael DoyleI hear from some voices to accentuateThe closest approximation to the positive.Sometimes that’s hard with all the dysfunctionalityThat comes from being part of the human family.I have to remind myself that I am not falling,And these … Continue reading

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Laughing At Life

Laughing At Lifeby Michael DoyleHere I am, sitting on the floor.I’m lost in numbers, collating the score.I’m not saying that I need it easy.But wish for once it would even up to please me.We’re laughing at all of life’s dramady,But … Continue reading

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What One Bullet Can Do

What One Bullet Can Doby MichaelIt’s funny,What one bullet can do,Taking away peace…As it stunned me.Watching time run out for youAnd taking from me, my peace.Replacing peace with strife,Removing what had been bliss.What’s left is a gaping hole.It should have … Continue reading

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Something Beyond Beautiful

Something Beyond Beautifulby Michael DoyleWhen the hurricanes pass me by,And I realize that I did not die.I go to the place where the river flows,That quiet place where nobody goes.I find that passion has ruled my game,And my character has … Continue reading

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A Well-Traveled Confession

A Well-Traveled Confessionby Michael DoyleIt’s a resounding themeTo live this life and dream.Putting God into action,It brings the best of life’s satisfaction.Taking the drink of living water,In the name of the Son and the Father.It’s amazing what we filter through,In … Continue reading

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First Steps Taken

Fist Steps Takenby Michael DoyleThe first steps in any new directionAre likely to require some bit of correction.Every journey needs these to be taken.To think otherwise is to be mistaken.It’s necessary to crawl, fall, walk, then run.These are necessary steps … Continue reading

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