Tag Archives: Night

Know Not Fear

Know Not Fearby Michael DoyleYouth always tries to dareTheir elders try to careEach in their own placeStares the other in the faceEach move made creates a snareNo matter how each tries to be fairClimbing to the highest heightTo outpace the … Continue reading

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Truths Inside A Marsh

Truths Inside A Marshby Michael DoyleThe watershed exists as a space of lightThat becomes evermore magical at nightAs water evaporates into the skyWe sit here watching as the egrets flyIn true swampy marsh, the herons nestThey fly there at night … Continue reading

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She Learns To Survive

She Learns To Surviveby Michael DoyleTo her, I’m her fatherAs I watch my daughterWalking alone in the nightShe’s always been my lightBut it wasn’t always this wayShe’s haunted by the dayThese moments hidden insideBehind her fragile prideHe took her innocenceI’ve … Continue reading

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In the Snows of France

In the Snows of Franceby Michael DoyleDoc was a medicRunning from hole to holeThere wasn’t a foxWho didn’t know his soulThe Germans kept comingWith machine guns drummingSounding off in the darkest nightThe 101st prayed for the morning lightA little drip … Continue reading

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Heavenly Peace

Heavenly Peaceby Michael DoyleThis night of abounding silenceCame to conquer this world’s violenceHeavenly peace brought to calm sleepWhen the Lord came to love and keepThe Lord opened the Word to our pageBringing hope and peace to our ageWalking with us … Continue reading

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A Road of Traveled Story

A Road of Traveled Storyby Michael DoyleThis universe isn’t made of cosmic dustThough we all depend on God as we mustThis universe is a road of traveled gloryEach of us has our own part in this storyGiven our roles, we … Continue reading

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Children of Our Sun

Children of Our Sunby Michael DoyleTonight, under the rise of the Cold MoonI realize another year has passed too soonAnd still, old truths bear the necessityOf being repeated with some incredulityDaily chaos brings particles of light That refract under the … Continue reading

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A Jingle Bell Sort of Love

A Jingle Bell Sort of Loveby Michael DoyleThe city lights shine so brightBringing a little Christmas to my nightThere’s joy in how the sleigh bells ringAnd I love the happy way the children singStill, life happens as it doesThere’s no … Continue reading

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If Space and Time…

If Space and Time…by Michael DoyleIt’s only been a matter of a few passing yearsI’m alone on your birthday except for my tearsTalking to God again, I stare off into the nightYours was the sisterly love that was my guiding … Continue reading

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Moonbow Symphony

Moonbow Symphonyby Michael DoyleMy daughters and I are proneTo take all-day drivesPreferably together, not aloneTo feel the peace of being aliveLast weekend, early on SaturdayOur packed-up SUV got underwayThe goal was to see the MoonbowTo Cumberland Falls, we would goLexington … Continue reading

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