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A Reverence For Hurts Felt

A Reverence For Hurts Feltby Michael DoyleIt’s never easy on the children. Is it?Perfection is not really a standard. Is it?There is so much to be worked out,Between the fears, the tears, and the doubts.It’s too bad about the power … Continue reading

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You Are My Waking Dream

You’re My Waking Dreamby Michael DoyleMany say that love is a journey.It’s felt that way in my memory.When we met, I knew my destinyWas the love between you and me.Whispers build their own monument,But I know that you are heaven-sent.From … Continue reading

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Losing Light

Losing Lightby Michael DoyleIn modern life’s twistWhere nothing is missedWe earn by the momentFelt in every tormentExposing our inner soulTo continuously extolThat which wins the moneyFalse tears seem funnyReborn into a hard day’s nightIt’s the hurt exposed to lightWhen forced … Continue reading

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Angel In Blue Jeans

Angel In Blue Jeansby Michael DoyleFrom across the fragile spacesI feel your soulful tracesIt was something like I’ve never feltAs your heavenly ways move me to meltMy heart was amazed by the hand dealtWhen your love shined my way to … Continue reading

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First Principles: I’ve Always Felt That A Person’s Intelligence Is Directly Reflected By the Number of Conflicting Points of View He Can Entertain Simultaneously On the Same Topic

“I’ve always felt that a person’s intelligence is directly reflected by the number of conflicting points of view he can entertain simultaneously on the same topic.” – Abigail Adams, “Letters of Mrs. Adams: The Wife of John Adams”, p.539 — … Continue reading

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The Memory Is Bittersweet

The Memory Is Bittersweetby Michael DoyleI wish I could erase the darkness I have feltThat somehow, some way, I could escape the hand dealtAll the good and the bad that makes us who we areLeaves me wishing forlorn on that … Continue reading

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Children Jumping Shadows

Children Jumping Shadowsby Michael DoyleI listened to a whisper barely heardAbout separating myself from the herdIt wasn’t the desire to stand outAs much as it was living in worldly doubtI look around me, unable to truly seeWhat difference each can … Continue reading

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In the Name of the Father and the Son

In the Name of the Father and the Sonby Michael DoyleTrying to hide in the nightWaiting for the morning lightFeeling my soul must atoneI have never felt so all aloneUntil I glanced on God’s faceThen and there, I knew graceA … Continue reading

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Love Is A Dance of Promises

Love Is A Dance of Promisesby Michael DoyleTo weave the fabric of lasting bondsTo feel first love and move beyondIt is a path that is a kind of worshipMaking us into a resilient relationshipLosing you would be to die without … Continue reading

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In A Less Than Perfect World

In A Less Than Perfect Worldby Michael DoyleI look out into my living roomIt gives me hope instead of gloomTo see my daughters study by preferenceAnd not out of some required deferenceMaybe I did one or two things rightTo be … Continue reading

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