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God Revealed In the Smallest Details

God Revealed In the Smallest Detailsby Michael DoyleThe eyes might be the windows of the soulBut it’s the little things that elude controlWhere through the lenses of macrophotographyWe become consumed with our use of technologyIt all opens up a new … Continue reading

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Grifted

Griftedby Michael DoyleMaybe I’m feeling more griftedIn the depth of your lies shiftedOne day this and the next day thatIt’s not a statement in anger; it’s just factI get that you love to fake and pretendBut were you even my … Continue reading

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Stuck With the Blahs

Talking to a friend who was feeling in a rut and then the same theme showed up in a song and then a show.  From this came two things.  First wow.. if you don’t like what you’re doing or how … Continue reading

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To Find A Friend

The world is a sometimes scary place, particularly when it comes to the heart, isn’t it? To Find A Friend by Michael Doyle To find a friend In this friendless world Toward this end I lay fetal and curled Is … Continue reading

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She Seemed Familiar

The challenge was to write a poem similar to a haiku that had an element of irony.   What in life these days is not ironic? She Seemed Familiar by Michael Doyle She seemed familiar Until we started talking We … Continue reading

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First Principles: We Have A Set of Maxims of the Same Spirit, Which Must Be Beloved By Every Friend of Liberty, To Virtue, to Mankind. Our Bill of Rights Contains Those Admirable Maxims

“There are certain maxims by which every wise and enlightened people will regulate their conduct. There are certain political maxims, which no free people out ever to abandon. Maxims of which the observance is essential to the security of happiness. … Continue reading

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Gifts From the Heart

Day 20 of Na/GloPoWriMo, 2020!  2/3rds of the way through this year’s event.  The optional prompt is to “write a poem about a handmade or homemade gift that you have received“. Gifts From the Heart by Michael Doyle Since divorce … Continue reading

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In A Still Sleeping Place Inside My Head

The for the fourth day of NaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo 2020 is: “…to write a poem based on an image from a dream”.    … and so I did…. In A Still Sleeping Place Inside My Head by Michael Doyle The feeling comes … Continue reading

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First Principles: Never Let A Difference of Opinion In Politics, Religion Or Philosophy Be A Cause From Withdrawing From A Friend

“I never considered a difference of opinion in politics, in religion, in philosophy, as cause for withdrawing from a friend.” – Thomas Jefferson      

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Casted Cares

A short devotional poem based on a short pier side devotional attended last night with Desiree: Casted Cares by Michael Romani Elijah spent his time of testing Spent in the crucible never resting Time spent alone where he confides Talking … Continue reading

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