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Take the Dice and Roll

Take the Dice and Rollby Michael DoyleEvery choice that we makeCould be the wrong oneMake it anyhow!The best shot we takeCould miss the targetTake it anyhow!Wrong or rightIf you couldn’t live with youIf you didn’t do as you mightDo what … Continue reading

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While They Break Our Hearts

While They Break Our Heartsby Michael DoyleLife is full of imprecisionsToo many mistakesAnd too many bad decisionsRomances gone wrongNever knowing where one belongsJust another round of heartbreak songsStaying up late to catch a breakSome things can’t be fakeWhile they break … Continue reading

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Torn As A Teenage Girl’s Heart

Torn As A Teenage Girl’s Heartby Michael DoyleThis one has me in tears before I even startWatching torn as a teenage girl’s heartThe princess who loved me like her biggest heroYells at me and treats me as less than zeroOnly … Continue reading

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Always Time For A Story

Always Time For A Storyby Michael DoyleQuietly sitting on the pewThere in one sense, familyWearing our brother’s coatAnd in this, draped in povertyKeeping warm on Christmas nightAll for the sake of spirits brightKept a flicker in swaddling clothesAs only as … Continue reading

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Wall of Ego

Wall of Egoby Michael DoyleSelf righteous PhariseesAre often truth’s worst enemiesIn looking down on others, you miss the skiesSelf-deceived by our prideful, lying eyesMissing the mark of God, in favor of meBelieving myself the pilot of my lifeI mistake my … Continue reading

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If I Have More to Live

If I Have More to Liveby Michael Doyle If I have more to liveI would live it with youIf I have more love to giveMy love, I would love you If I get to live any moreI want to live … Continue reading

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Through the Eyes of Love

Through the Eyes of Loveby Michael DoyleThrough the eyes of love I see youDreaming of things we’ve grownTo become and what it is we doWhat the future holds is shownIn the way that you touch my handAnd how you kiss … Continue reading

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A Tale of Christmas In Two Parts

A Tale of Christmas In Two Parts (Republished for 2020)by Michael Doyle aka Michael Romani I. I have heard it saidThat you can eat ’til you’re fullAnd it’s still not enoughThe excuse to be given“But, it’s Christmas…”And one really shouldn’t … Continue reading

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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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Feelings Felt That Night

Poem Number 5 in the retelling of a classic story of a werewolf event in the life of an otherwise uneventful village: Feelings Felt That Night by Michael Doyle The feelings felt surpass right and wrong It is more a … Continue reading

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