Tag Archives: Hope

Several Levels From Myself

Several Levels From Myselfby Michael DoyleLiving lifeSeveral levels from myselfI usually have my noseStuck in a book from a shelfYou were a swirl of perfectionWithout a flaw in detectionWhat was I supposed to doBut to fall madly in love with … Continue reading →

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This Is Not True Victory

This Is Not True Victoryby Michael DoyleIn memory of Queen Lili‘uokalani I declare this is not a true victoryWhen back in the year of 1893The United States overthrew her monarchyDespite the wrongness of things doneShe did not choose the white … Continue reading →

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Advent’s Adoration

Advent’s Adorationby Michael DoyleOur eyes are open wide in adorationToday marks the start of the Advent seasonJoined hands pray for our blessingAssured as we are without need for guessingThe pancakes made and servedTasted better than we deservedWe find Jesus walking … Continue reading →

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Thought For the Day: A Prison Cell, In Which One Waits, Hopes – and Is Completely Dependent On the Fact That the Door of Freedom Has To Opened From the Outside, Is Not A Bad Picture of Advent

“A prison cell, in which one waits, hopes – and is completely dependent on the fact that the door of freedom has to be opened from the outside, is not a bad picture of Advent” – Dietrich Bonhoeffer, God Is … Continue reading →

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If Space and Time…

If Space and Time…by Michael DoyleIt’s only been a matter of a few passing yearsI’m alone on your birthday except for my tearsTalking to God again, I stare off into the nightYours was the sisterly love that was my guiding … Continue reading →

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First Principles: For I Know the Plans I Have For You,” Declares the Lord, “Plans To Prosper You and Not To Harm You, Plans To Give You Hope and A Future

“For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.“ –  Jeremiah 29:11

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What She Doesn’t Know Yet

What She Doesn’t Know Yetby Michael DoyleListening to my daughters proudlyAs they talk a bit too loudlyEach holding her own in conversationEach of them has their own ambitionsMy babies have grown up without regretBut I wish each would kindly not … Continue reading →

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On Hunt For the Moments

On Hunt For the Momentsby Michael DoyleIn my life’s recent historyI have written tons of poetryIn happiness and in tormentI find myself on the hunt for momentsWith x-ray eyes for what is rightI approach the world in second sightFor the … Continue reading →

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One True Love

One True Loveby Michael DoyleIn understanding your painIt makes it quite plainYou are all that means anything to meThe worthy answer to my questions for meYou fill up my mindLike nothing else I findThese are the secrets we revealFeeling like … Continue reading →

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Nine Lives

Nine Livesby Michael DoyleIt wasn’t exactly love at first biteBut it took an encouraging inviteShe wanted a man who loved her brainAt long last, the search wasn’t in vainIt was a love affair made for a fewIt was time to … Continue reading →

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