Tag Archives: Echo

Echo of Love

Echo of Loveby Michael DoyleIn love, there’s no honorable mentionNor is it really a process of eliminationIt comes down to a concrete decisionAt least if you have the right intentionIf your head is really spinningIt might be that you’re finally … Continue reading

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A Huntington Beach Memory

A Huntington Beach Memoryby Michael DoyleThe sand in my shoesHolds a Midas shadowOver time passages and windowsOf all these memories and bluesMy eyes rise to the timeless skiesWhen certain songs on the radio playThis, then, is no real disguiseFor the … Continue reading

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Mountain of Consequence

Mountain of Consequenceby Michael DoyleThere are legends of lost treasureThat goes deep and beyond known measureThe locks that must be brokenAs the stories are told, quietly spokenMankind’s greed leads to deathAn old man mumbles under breathWhile the bringer of life … Continue reading

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In Compromise

In Compromiseby Michael DoyleThe greatest gift that life can giveIs the true love that gives the will to liveIn a compromise, we bargain what’s possibleNever doubting the more of which we’re capableThose untroubled by the fires of burning loveAre destined … Continue reading

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Dwelling Richly

Dwelling Richlyby Michael DoyleStanding there caught amidst my sighI raise my hands up to the skyGiving myself in prayerful conversationIn the truth of my greatest relationIn an echo of God’s word, lived in my lifeI turn further toward peace, away … Continue reading

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Bitter Truth Empty

Bitter Truth Emptyby Michael DoyleI come from the tribe of the dead soulSpirits lifted in the game of rock-n-rollThere is living yet to be doneIn the name of the father and the sonAnd yet, in the mirrored reflectionA sprawl spins … Continue reading

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Shadowboxing

Shadowboxingby Michael DoyleShadowboxing with my egoHiding from whispers of an echoWhen cleansing of sin is neededAnd common sense is not heededThere are dangers in complexityRaw feelings rough in their simplicityI just need to hold on to the sunriseVisions that bleed … Continue reading

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You Cannot Hurt Me

You Cannot Hurt Meby Michael DoyleYou cannot hurt meIt’s beyond possibilityI am damaged goodsA babe lost in the woodsOf my own heart, my own mindLike innocence left far behindEvery day I wake up numbed by painAll of my good intentions, … Continue reading

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There Is A Dream

There Is A Dreamby Michael DoyleThere is a dreamInside our reflectionA silent sort of screamThat escapes the world’s detectionA world that no one else can seeIn an answer in search of questionsThat we won’t ask in possibilityA mirrored echo of … Continue reading

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Into the Season

Into the Seasonby Michael DoyleChristmas cards start to flowInto the season we love and knowNo matter the changes the comeThere is glory in this kingdomTis the season of mercy mildWhile angelic hosts proclaim the childWho was born in the of … Continue reading

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