Tag Archives: Feel

The Best That I Can

The Best That I Canby Michael DoyleEven for a poet doing the best I can,I wish I were, in some ways, a better man.Sometimes, I can’t write another line,Though I wish I were her Valentine.Hearts impede and sometimes implode,Like a … Continue reading

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It’s Only A Memory

It’s Only A Memoryby Michael DoyleCracked pictures from another time,And now somehow it feels more than sublime.Once we walked under the moon, hand in hand.Where that went is hard to understand.Is it funny how love fell into a crack?And now … Continue reading

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An Extra Something

An Extra Somethingby Michael DoyleIt’s another round of birthday cheers,I celebrate the time of passing years.There’s been so much love that’s felt so high,It’s led to times when I wished that I would die.The alien gods of February know this … Continue reading

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Where Stars Collide

Where Stars Collideby Michael DoyleSome animals have an affinity.It’s as if they’re part of the family.Love, it’s said, is a true heart’s bond.There’s mutual respect, and there is beyond.There are the many, and there are the few.But those who get … Continue reading

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Steve Cropper (In Remembrance of…)

Steve Cropper (In Remembrance of…)by Michael DoyleCropper laid the template for rock-n-roll.Green Onions made the Soul Man cry. Sitting on the Dock of the Bay consoled our soulsAs Otis crashed and the rest of America cried.He proved that sometimes more … Continue reading

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When the Detour Becomes the Intention

When the Detour Becomes the Intentionby Michael DoyleThere is an art to elegant simplicity,Avoiding all that becomes duplicity,We seek to make our lives be lived realWhere the art of meaning meets the feel.Funny moments become the art of distinction,As we … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: We Never Feel Christ To Be A Reality, Until We Feel Him To Be A Necessity

“We never feel Christ to be a reality, until we feel Him to be a necessity.” – Austin Phelps

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Healing Scars Into Stars

Healing Scars Into Starsby Michael DoyleWe can beat ourselves up in the void,In all the shame we try to avoid. Waltzing through interconnecting rooms of shameThis is where we learned to wear our blame.We tell ourselves that we’re different,Acting humble … Continue reading

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Dress Rehearsal

Dress Rehearsalby Michael DoyleIt seems like life knows its resistance,And all we have is our persistence.We’re dedicated to getting our message through.Sometimes it feels like it’s all we can do.Sparks from the stage blaze a mystic fire.Night after night, we … Continue reading

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Hula Memories

Hula Memoriesby Michael DoyleThe modern age has its share of complexity.But not enough to warrant Hawaiian anxiety.The sacred duty held with great veneration,Is the sacred duty felt by each generation.Hula is the language of the Hawaiian heart.It has remained so … Continue reading

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