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A Cry for Uvalde

A Cry for Uvaldeby Michael DoyleSomewhere beyond a world of feelingIs the way of knowing healingThese are the times for being an exampleThe differences made will be ampleFighting not with fists but with prayerPeeling back the onion of life, layer … Continue reading

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Have A Blessed and Merry Christmas One and All!

Though it isn’t a white one And it seems it’s all been done Today is Christmas Day May it be blessed in every way! Let us never forget the holy reason That stands behind the season And keep our blessings … Continue reading

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Firefighter 54 (In Memoriam for the Death of My Sister)

For those who remember Michele, I offer in her memory on this anniversary of her death:   Firefighter 54 by Michael Doyle   ..Firefighter 54, firefighter 54 This is Ashland Fire Department Firefighter 54, Firefighter 54 This is Ashland Fire … Continue reading

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What’s In A Poem But Words

What’s In A Poem But Wordsby Michael DoyleWhat’s in a poem but words you sayThey can be written in many a wayAll it takes is the heart behind the thoughtsAnd to feel the flow of the shoulds and oughtsWhen you … Continue reading

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Skandalon

Skandalonby Michael DoyleI won’t take the baitOf living this fateFalling for the offenseOf people speaking through pretenseTriggered into living this trapThinking and feeling the rapHit after hit comes my wayI see it happening day after dayThe pains that are feltIn … Continue reading

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Na/GloPoWriMo #7: Spanish Flower Shadorma

Na/GloPoWriMo #7: Spanish Flower Shadorma by Michael DoyleTime stands stillAs I turn awaySlowing downTides are feltDeep inside my fragile soulInnocence betraysCastle sandsSlip through my fingersWashed awayAs alwaysI look into setting sunsWondering at whyBest of timesPass away too fastIn your eyesIn … Continue reading

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A Little Bit of Empathy

A Little Bit of Empathyby Michael DoyleThe relationship is about youAnd then again, it’s about meIt’s about our step into divinityDo we love our God flawlessly?It’s about the work yet to be doneIt’s about God’s love poured out to everyoneLet’s … Continue reading

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In the Providence of Seneca

In the Providence of Senecaby Michael DoyleIn the age of ancient tyrannyWhen Rome had lost its libertyEven a good man might compromiseFor the partial good seen in his eyesThough at times, it took its tollTo hide his better angels in … Continue reading

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Slips of the Tongue

Slips of the Tongueby Michael DoyleSlips of the feeble tongueCome more often when no longer youngThings ill thought should often not be saidBut instead kept inside one’s headOur lives are played out like a movieSometimes hellbent though that doesn’t move … Continue reading

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Guess It Goes Without Saying

A poem from a free verse workshop that I am attending tonight: Guess It Goes Without Saying by Michael Doyle I guess it goes without saying In this crazy life we’re playing That You can’t have the light Without the … Continue reading

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