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Through Fevered Eyes

Through Fevered Eyesby Michael DoyleHeard even from the criminally rejectedComes the kindness otherwise neglectedNeglected by those who have more than neededAll of the many lessons too seldom heededHelping the poor brings about true prosperityThe type of prosperity of an unknown … Continue reading

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The Black Book Blues

The Black Book Bluesby Michael DoyleA father’s handClutches his son’s bloodMired in the sandClotting in the mudCorruption is as corruption doesSome things never changeIt’s as bad as it ever wasSome things simply rearrangeAn honest man can’t always be niceNot when … Continue reading

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Wind River

Wind Riverby Michael DoyleThe honest man finds solaceIn nature’s imperfectionsKnowing that nothing is flawlessHowever far man looks in any directionIn this lies the true beautyFelt as if compelled by dutyWith each passing year in successionMother Nature teaches her lessonsAs a … Continue reading

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First Day On the New Job

First Day On the New Jobby Michael DoyleOn the morning of the interviewIt seems the world is thrown askewThe keeper of the door is the one closing itAnd on most mornings, it’s easy to be forgetting itWhen a mouth runs, … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: It Doesn’t Matter What You Look Like…What Does Matter Is the Size of Your Heart and the Strength of Your Character

“The lesson I want you to learn is it doesn’t matter what you look like. You can be tall or short or fat or thin or ugly or handsome, like your father, or you can be black or yellow or … Continue reading

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Fold

Foldby Michael DoyleThe gambler’s cards foldedAs variables at last decodedIn this digital age, it’s the human mindThat must last be decoded or left behindIn mankind’s bid at immortalityDespite the babbled towers of immoralityIn the worst of infernal questsTo put living … Continue reading

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From Hosanna to Crucifixion

From Hosanna to Crucifixion (Palm Sunday 2022)by Michael DoyleIPassages in sermons find seed in our lifeSpeaking to us to create peace and take our strifeStilled hearts help us reach the truth to seePraying that we might commit to this way … Continue reading

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Dedicated To A Half Remembered Lorax, Part III

Dedicated To A Half Remembered Lorax, Part IIIby Michael DoyleThere’s one word left to sayOne hope left yet to prayThere’s no need to second guessIt all comes down to unlessUnless we have faith of a mustard seedUnless we listen to … Continue reading

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There’s Maybe Nothing Better

There’s Maybe Nothing Betterby Michael DoyleThere is maybe nothingThat could be any betterHowever bright or gloomyThe day has turned the weatherThan spending this Sunday afternoonWatching dreams with my daughtersHearts overflowing with joy soonWatching Rudolph with their fatherThere’s nothing like a … Continue reading

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Thoughts On Dorian Gray

Thoughts On Dorian Grayby Michael DoyleTextured as it is in prescienceAre those things outside of scienceAmong these is the legend of Dorian GrayOf which there is much yet to sayImages that stick through flesh like a knifeSliced cleanly through the … Continue reading

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