Tag Archives: Love

The Footprints In My Soul

The Footprints In My Soulby Michael DoyleLove is not a monologue,Talking to myself gets me nowhere.Let’s get on with the dialogue,Moving beyond where I simply persevere.Under my empire of ashesLives a garden from my heart.Despite the doom of thrashes,This is … Continue reading

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Under One Star

Under One Starby Michael DoyleDamn that cancel culture,Believing it has a right to nurtureHatred toward the founders of this land.I don’t think they really understand.We need to bring hope to tomorrow.It’s time to move past the sorrow.We need to remember … Continue reading

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First Principles: For God So Loved the World, That He Gave His Only Begotten Son, That Whosoever Believeth In Him Should Not Perish, But Have Everlasting Life

 “For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life.” – John 3:16 Merry Christmas, one and all!

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A Short Story of Jesus, Part 1

A Short Story of Jesus, Part 1by Michael DoyleA moment taken to learn to seeBeyond the pages kept so orderly.It might teach to see with a child’s eyes,And in the doing, become all the more wise.Consequential behavior can upstage,But it … Continue reading

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Dancing Shoes

Dancing Shoesby Michael DoyleChristmas brings back faded memories,Mostly of how we love our family.The thing is that most of mine are dead,And still there is what needs to be said.I gather myself by the gravestone,Self-aware that I’m on my own.Thinking … Continue reading

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Second Guess the End

Second Guess the Endby Michael DoyleThere’s a lot of rightIn learning through the wrong.There’s a lot of hanging tightIn finding where I belong.It’s been a hard road to living,But that’s what I’ve been given.The movie is never as good as … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: Always Humble Yourself Lovingly Before God and Man, Because God Speaks To Those Who Are Truly Humble of the Heart

“Always humble yourself lovingly before God and man, because God speaks to those who are truly humble of heart, and enriches them with His gifts.” – Pio of Pietrelcina (Happy National Poinsettia Day! I had wondered what it symbolized. The … Continue reading

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Love Steps Out

Love Steps Outby Michael DoyleEvery hour that is passingTurns into its own test.I find my life always changing. I don’t get much rest.It’s a long way to the sun.But I keep on reaching out.It seems my dreams have just begun.I … Continue reading

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The Fight After the Fight

The Fight After the Fightby Michael DoyleThe first death you seeStrips away a layer of life’s dignity.It stays with you like an aura you wearWhile you fight the pangs of despair.The pain grips you by the heart.As you look into … Continue reading

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Writings On My Wall

Writings On My Wallby Michael DoyleI sit here like some poor lost soul.I am regretful of the times I’ve lost control.Now, I sit here quiet as a church mouse,My fractured memories churn inside like a ghost house.Thinking of how like … Continue reading

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