Tag Archives: Fire

Coming Back Again

Coming Back Againby Michael DoyleIn the killing schoolI met my limits and wonThat is life’s only ruleTo never be done – There’s a storm insideThat burns like a fireSomewhere beyond the walls of prideIt flows like a river of desirePushing … Continue reading

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Held Like A Dream…Let Go

Held Like A Dream…Let Goby Michael DoyleLife can make me wearyDropping me down until I’m tearyClinging to the edges as we sail into the nightIt’s as if we only have lanterns for lightAfter the day’s journey, makes us tireCome warm … Continue reading

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Jeering At the Past

Jeering At the Pastby Michael DoyleToo often, society burns with fireForgetting virtue for forms of desireProgression is found in cinders burningAll of the lessons, we keep relearningBrigands scoff at things of the pastLaughing at those things that didn’t lastAnd believing … Continue reading

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A Child Never Walks Alone

A Child Never Walks Aloneby Michael DoyleOur sins will seek us outPutting holes in hearts to fill with doubtsIf evil wasn’t real, there’d be no need for GodThat’s a paradox that burns us, however oddThere in the ashes of a … Continue reading

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Love Lives On

Love Lives Onby Michael DoyleDriving around the middle of the nationTrying to stimulate my daughters’ imaginationsAnd love for seeing the beauty of this nationLike their grandmother would have; if the situationHad somehow allowed this to followIf she had thrived; but … Continue reading

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Beyond the Thunder Dome

Beyond the Thunder Domeby Michael DoyleIt took a day to really sink inTo catch my peace and reach ZenA private dancer left the buildingTo rest in Heaven, if God be willingRock-n-roll has lost its acid queenThe hips that hollered a … Continue reading

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First Principles: An Unarmed Man May Be Attacked With Greater Confidence Than An Armed Man

“False is the idea of utility that sacrifices a thousand real advantages for one imaginary or trifling inconvenience; that would take fire from men because it burns, and water because one may drown in it; that has no remedy for … Continue reading

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Seeing Light

Seeing Lightby Michael DoyleLiving life, I learned to swimSeeing light through the dimTrying to learn the rules, then break themI couldn’t be someone else and fake themInto the battlefield of loveI breathe into the heavens aboveWalking barefoot through the fireHolding … Continue reading

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Muddle Through Hymn

Muddle Through Hymnby Michael DoyleWe need Jesus, here and nowAs it is, as we muddle throughThe world might treat us foulWe’ll get through it me and youAllowing Christ to the magnifiedWe live our lives sanctifiedIn our hearts, lives our battle … Continue reading

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A Ghost Ship Seen

A Ghost Ship Seenby Michael DoyleIThe mind can be deeper than an oceanWhen it comes to being lost inside emotionIn these fears of being left behindSome place deep within a wounded mindMorphic in its senseless sensationsWhere security clings for its … Continue reading

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