Tag Archives: Last Breath

For God So Loved the World

For God So Loved the Worldby Michael DoyleSpeaking across the latitude of agesComes the noble language of sagesTouching each soul as each an individualComprehended as fully as we are capableEternal questions fill up our needAs we learn and grow as … 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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Logical Pursuit

Though it ultimately comes down to faith, belief is also about evidence and applying logic to this evidence. Logical Pursuit by Michael Doyle Saying no over and over and then again Is the path of righteousness that we walk The … Continue reading

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Fades Away

Life leaves us all, eventually… or, do we really transform into something else? Time will tell. Fades Away by Michael Romani Being somewhat civilized I kept my discontents to myself More probably cause I realized I’d find my better answers … Continue reading

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Treasure From A Book

Last of the poems inspired by watching that wonderful tale, Paddington 2.  Maybe, in some ways,  I am still a child at heart.  But, I think everyone should watch this movie! Treasure From A Book by Michael Romani Every train comes … Continue reading

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Tomorrow Begins

Life is filled with twists and turns.  Where there isn’t always understanding, maybe acceptance is enough? Tomorrow Begins by Michael Romani Blinded by the brilliance of the light Tomorrow begins again in our tonight Stumbled falling and I am here … Continue reading

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A Dark Waltz

Returning to the Halloween theme once again: A Dark Waltz by Michael Romani It seems that humans have always craved The horror and taste of the darkly depraved Massacre and slaughter in emboldened red Play on the hunger that riots … Continue reading

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