Tag Archives: Hope

Be Your Own Hero

Be Your Own Heroby Michael DoyleIncurable as a dreaming heroStubborn as a seeming zeroWe play our parts in masqueradeEach day lived within its charadeHiding ourselves behind the music we playCaught up in front of screens all dayBecause we cannot be … Continue reading →

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Things Remembered

Things Rememberedby Michael DoyleDespite the well of star-crossed tearsHaving had been ponded through the yearsOf one thing, I have certainly foundThat there are enough words to be chased aroundOne thing proven is the swollen sure chanceInvolved in each moment lived … Continue reading →

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First Principles: However Weak Our Country May Be, I Hope We Shall Never Sacrifice Our Liberties

“However weak our country may be, I hope we shall never sacrifice our liberties.” -Alexander Hamilton (1790)

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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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Giving Love

Love in our fallen world is the calling from our heavenly Father. Giving Love by Michael Doyle Giving love in a world of brokenness Willing and ready in our un-spokenness We would be His hands and feet Giving love patiently … Continue reading →

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Entering the Afterlife

Started watching the point of origin series of Star Trek series with the girls.  The one that is more or less the prequel for the whole thing.  Got this out of the first episode: Entering the Afterlife by Michael Romani … Continue reading →

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Winchester I. The Arrival

There is a famous house in California built the widow of the same Winchester who invented the famous rifle of the same name. Winchester I. The Arrival by Michael Doyle The bell tolls in the dark of night While the … 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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When Children Speak

When our children speak, we should listen.  We never know what we might learn?  If nothing else how they see the world.  And I can think of no greater gift than understanding the world through the eyes and hearts of … Continue reading →

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Leaning On His Promises

It’s interesting times we live in.  Watched a church sermon via the internet. Leaning On His Promises by Michael Doyle The church’s electronic bulletin board read Much as the Good Book itself has said We need to remember each other … Continue reading →

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