Tag Archives: Eyes

Kick In the Teeth

Kick In the Teethby Michael DoyleFolks deflect, saying it doesn’t matter,Even as it seems they feel their world shatter.It can be inane, like only so much chatter.Maybe it stops them from acting like a Mad Hatter.Even in the rain, their … Continue reading

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Worthy of My Praise

Worthy of My Praiseby Michael DoyleI open my eyes with authority,Thankful for the Lord’s deity.This will be one of the joyous daysThat is worthy of praise.Protected by Heaven’s angels near,I find no reason to fear.Whatever Satan might bring,I lift my … Continue reading

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Lift the Toast

Lift the Toastby Michael Doyle When in Rome, do as the crazy Romans doThat’s how boys meet girls, and I met you.Surprise with the clink of a passing toast,That’s when I realized your eyes shone the most.There was something in … Continue reading

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Sorrowful Oasis

Sorrowful Oasisby Michael DoyleIn the end, a label is a name,And a name is often a useful label.In an age-old sort of game,We play it often when we’re capable.The attributes of each screamTells us that necessary somethingThat lies beyond desert … Continue reading

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A Life’s Quest For Wisdom

A Life’s Quest For Wisdomby Michael DoyleThe quest for wisdom is one for which we yearn,There is so much of life that even as we learn,We cannot help but see for ourselves as we analyze,There is so much more than … Continue reading

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Too Many Voices

Too Many Voicesby Michael DoyleThe mourning after is brought by its happy day.Maybe it amounts to the memory kept, and by the way.How do I keep you today, hoping for our tomorrow,Without my smile, sometimes slipping into sorrow.If I should … Continue reading

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A Christian View of Abuse, Part II

A Christian View of Abuse, Part IIby Michael DoyleDo not be fooled or seek to minimize.The truth is plain and seen by our own eyes.All such pain must be faced head-on, Or, otherwise, it will never be gone.It takes true … Continue reading

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Leaning Into Abraham

Leaning Into Abrahamby Michael DoyleThe thumbprint of Heaven is on our daysAs we cast our eyes toward God’s true ways.We serve the God of all of Humanity,And it begins with Abraham’s legacy.Faith is the anchor that tethers us together.All of … Continue reading

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My Taken Stand

My Taken Standby Michael DoyleIt’s time for a little Sunday good,Listening to a sermon as understood.It’s about the faithfulness of God’s loveShared with a hallelujah from above. It’s all about walking our faithfulness,Knowing the path of His wonderfulness.In return, all … Continue reading

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Jagged Edges

Jagged Edgesby Michael Doyle Her jagged edges blur into curves.The way she moves is smooth to my nerves.I like the way I find that her flow hits me.She’s a beautiful disaster that maybe gets me. She says every scar has … Continue reading

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