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Revisiting Truth In the Post-Modernist Age
Revisiting Truth In the Post-Modernist Ageby Michael DoyleIt can be said with conviction of feelingThat the ways of God are revealingHere in this mid-DecemberIt seems timely to rememberAll of God’s loving tracesIn all the history of a life’s embracesAre like … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Atone, Balance, Brain, Broken, Chaos, Clarity, Confusion, Contrition, Conviction, Cost, Destruction, Dysfunction, Faithless, Feeling, Grace, Grace and Truth, Heartless, Heed, History, Human Race, Humanity, Ideology, Illusion, Imposition, Incarnation, Jordan, Law andTruth, Lean-In, Loving Traces, Meaning, Memorial, Mercy, Mid-December, Neighborhood, Nihilism, Optimism, Poetry and Poems, Poison, Post-Modernist Age, Preacher, Question, Reason, Rebellion, Relativism, Remember, Revealing, Revisit, Righteous Path, Seduce, Shadow, Stones, Struggle, Teach, Teacher, The Law, The lost, the Word, Truth, Ways of God
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The Meekness of His Glory
The Meekness of His Gloryby Michael DoyleAs Emmanuel, He walked among usAs it was, simply becauseHe wanted humanity to rise to the gloryThat is the sum of the gospel storyJohn’s narrative came from a unique perspectiveTangible as a tale of … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Actus Purus, Change, Compassioin, Conception, Credibility, Doctrine of Incarnation, Emmanuel, Ethos, Express, Flesh, Freedom, Gospel Story, Heartstrings, His Glory, Humanity, Immeasurable, Immutable, Inspiration, John, Logos, Meekness, Mercy, Narrative, Pathos, Pattern, Poetry and Poems, Potential, Reason, Resurrection, Sages, Strength, Sum, Tangible, the Word, Tomb, Triune, Two Miracles, Unchanging, Womb
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First Principles: The Cunning of the Fox Is As Murderous As the Violence of the Wolf
“It is the madness of folly, to expect mercy from those who have refused to do justice; and even mercy, where conquest is the object, is only a trick of war; the cunning of the fox is as murderous as … Continue reading
Posted in First Principles
Tagged Conquest, Cunning, First Principles, Fox, Justice, Madness of Folly, Mercy, Murderous, The American Crisis No. 1 (1776), Thomas Paine, Trick of War, Violence, Wolf
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Two Brothers Fight
Two Brothers Fightby Michael DoyleTwo brothers are engaged in a fightOver their father’s founding legacyEach side as if as lost within vanityAs the day that divides the ends of nightDown through the centuriesEach side believes itself the betterRepeating cycles of … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Abandon, Allow, Believe, Better, Better Fate, Better Way, Brutality, Caught Up, Centuries, Chains of Yesterday, Claim, Cling, Coexistence, Construction, Crazy, Darkness, Day, Desert To the Sea, Difference, Disobedience, Divide, Each Side, Endless Cycles, Ends of Night, Every Day, Fallen Stakes, False Histories, Father, Fight, Gaslighting, God's Commands, Hate, Holy Lands, Humanity, Indignity, Land, Legacy, Love, Mercy, Miunderstood, Mutually Caused Destruction, One Side, Other Side, Paths, Peace, Poetry and Poems, Proclaim, Recognize, Repeating Cycles, Result, Sanity, Strength, Truth, Two Brothers, Vanity, Victimhood, Work Toward
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Persistence
Persistenceby Michael DoyleWe create our locked prisons by choiceWhere our creatures find their voiceThe point of origins might be our schoolOr wherever we learned life’s rulesWindow shopping as we were thenPursuing our visions and our sinsPaying our price as we … Continue reading
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Tagged Belong, Bone, Choice, Create, Creature, Dreams, Experience, First Level, Further, Good God, Hungry, In the Beginning, Knowledge, Learn, Life's Food, Life's Rules, Lock, Mercy, Mock, Moved Along, Own, Persistence, Poetry and Poems, Point of Origins, Price, Prisons, Pursue, School, Sharpen, Sins, Stay Alive, Survive, Test, Visions, Voice, We, Will, Window Shopping, Wisdom
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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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Tagged Bad As It Ever Was, Battles, Black Book, Blues, Broken, Brutal, Burn, Change, Clot, Clown, Corruption, Cost, Danger, Evil, Father's Hand, Good, Grief, Heart, Heartbreak, Hide, Honest Man, Incendiary, Integrity, Lesson, Light, Look, Memories, Mercies, Mercy, Mistake, Mud, None, Nowhere, Pain, Poetry and Poems, Price, Relief, Right, Run, Sand, Shown, Sight, Snare, Son's Blood, Spare, Stranger, Token, Tossed, Truth, Understood, Wink and Nudge, Youth
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