Tag Archives: Errors

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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Developing Public Policy and the Fight For the Right To Repair

Post-modernism has created a throwaway society which squanders nonrenewable resources.  In attempt to alleviate this, society turned to recycling.  However, this attempt has not proven cost-effective and has led to dumping recyclables on nations such as China and the Philippines … Continue reading

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Righting My Wrong Direction

A little something from my notes taken during yesterday’s sermon: Righting My Wrong Direction by Michael Doyle No longer living in the wrong direction I’m seeking God’s love and true connection Returning the fullness of love that God has given … Continue reading

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Theatrical Dawg Bones Thrown

However much the director whines that he’s only got 2 1/2 hours to present his hip hop distortions of American history and however much he manages to make his errors rhyme and dance match the music’s time, I don’t appreciate … Continue reading

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A Dagger’s Breath

The last in the classic retelling of a classic werewolf tale: A Dagger’s Breath by Michael Doyle Everywhere the deceived heart searches for clues Bits of treachery displayed in all of its hues You can hide it all within a … Continue reading

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Blood Moon Rising

Poem 3 in a continuing series of retelling of a classic werewolf tale: Blood Moon Rising by Michael Doyle Torchlight flows and leads the way As the full moon comes to claim the day Are you braver than me, my … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: It Is the Highest Form of Self-Respect To Admit Our Errors and Mistakes and Make Amends For Them

“Humility leads to strength and not to weakness. It is the highest form of self-respect to admit mistakes and to make amends for them.” – Dale Turner    

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