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Everything Made Easier

Everything Made Easierby Michael DoyleEverything is made easier with a breathAnd the touch of your handI look into your soul and find the depthThat has always helped me to understandIt’s there in our strength of connectionSeeing from your perspective forms … Continue reading

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The Mothman Cometh

The Mothman Comethby Michael DoyleGraceful yet frighteningI saw him by lightening With two red eyes glaringI couldn’t help staringPleading his wild eyed mysteryA part of West Virginian historyThis mysterious sort of beingThat the moonlight might bringA chilling whisper finds its … Continue reading

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Dunmore’s Lamentation

Dunmore’s Lamentationby Michael DoyleA seeming footnote on the journeyWas found about the struggle for libertyWe had gone to Point Pleasant to seeAnother point of what is legendaryOn to find that the struggle for this nationAlso began with Lord Dunmore’s lamentationAs … Continue reading

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Bitter Truth Empty

Bitter Truth Emptyby Michael DoyleI come from the tribe of the dead soulSpirits lifted in the game of rock-n-rollThere is living yet to be doneIn the name of the father and the sonAnd yet, in the mirrored reflectionA sprawl spins … Continue reading

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Summer Road Trip

Summer Road Trip 2023by Michael DoyleAs my youngest approaches high schoolIt seemed a good time, as a general ruleTo take my daughters on an adventureIt might be seen as a matter of debentureOr the paying of my familial debtTo somewhere … Continue reading

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Across Life’s Breeze

Across Life’s Breezeby Michael DoyleIt takes a fightTo find the victoryIt takes the lightTo build historyOur hands liftedUpward and highBelief unshiftedOur eyes are toward the skyFrom the crossTo the empty tombVictory from seeming lossBegan in Mary’s wombUndefeated in every hourHoliness … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: The US Constitution Is the Strongest Guarantor of Freedoms In History

“TRUTH. 1. God is real. 2. There are two genders. 3. Human flourishing requires fossil fuels. 4. Reverse racism is racism. 5. An open border is no border. 6. Parents determine the education of their children. 7. The nuclear family … Continue reading

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Sandhill Cranes Revisited

Sandhill Cranes Revisitedby Michael DoyleEvery year Sometimes twice a yearWe would make our pilgrimage Off to Jasper PulaskiTens of thousands of cranes Filled the airZoning in on their nesting groundsZig-zag patterns as grouping Crossed by grouping Into what looks like … Continue reading

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Something Bleeding This Way Comes

Something Bleeding This Way Comesby Michael DoyleWord slithered along the corporate groundWhere all is ancient, and nothing new is foundSecrets told through half-truths revealedRemind us all of the things better off concealedPregnant pauses signal latent twists in positioningAs corporate successions … Continue reading

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The History That I’m Still Living

The History That I’m Still Livingby Michael DoyleWhen the winds of change blew throughThe march of history became more trueThere really wasn’t much to sayBy those who outgrew their shackles of yesterdayThe Wild West became the Wild EastAs crime and … Continue reading

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