Tag Archives: Poetry and Poems

Witches Brew

Witches Brewby Michael DoyleIn the shroud of fog, we find the doorAnd knock on it, hoping yet to exploreHidden secrets are lost behind smoky eyesBut it’s the kind of secret that is hard to disguiseWhat sort of secrets would it … Continue reading →

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The Rejected Man Stumbles

The Rejected Man Stumblesby Michael DoyleThe rejected man stumbles back into the darknessFilled as he has become by this life’s harshnessHe had been helpful and knowledgeable in his waysAnd though ill-tempered, he was useful in his daysScience, too, is useful … Continue reading →

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The Morning Only Brings Bad

The Morning Only Brings Badby Michael DoyleFor some, the morning only brings badThese are those who are persistently sadIndulging only those things that will kill themAs if they missed the call of life’s good hymnInstead, they hear nonstop voices in … Continue reading →

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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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Healing the Brokenness

Healing the Brokennessby Michael DoyleWe are all part of the brokenness of humanityWe must seek to bravely move into responsibilityBeing part of the solution, to relieve our strifeBy lessening our own sins in this thing we call lifeThe Garden of … Continue reading →

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The Static of Electricity

The Static of Electricityby Michael DoyleFrom the dark agesAre turned the pagesLit with electricityIn its spark of majestyIt fills up the nightWith the brilliance of lightThough dark only moments beforeElectricity conquered this forevermoreWhile another cup of coffeeBrings the morning timeSeeing … Continue reading →

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Praying In the Name Of…

Praying In the Name Of…by Michael DoyleThe battle is won in victoryMy hands lift up in God, not meThroughout all of my daysEvery waking moment, focused on His waysMy hands lift up in His holy praiseHe is the author of … Continue reading →

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In Healing Hymn

In Healing Hymnby Michael DoyleTo be human is to fantasizeMore than can be seen with naked eyesWorried about what ghouls might beAfter death’s last-breath tragedyWe keep our eyes on what is nextAnd all the riddles that do connectCaught in our … Continue reading →

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The Artful Conflict

The Artful Conflictby Michael DoyleHumanity is invariably drawn to the good fightAnd it is unorthodox when it is brought to lightThat a southpaw stance taken can bring true valueTo all of us sinners, even me and youBlessed are the peacemakers … Continue reading →

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A Mother’s Wrath (A Ghost Story)

A Mother’s Wrath (A Ghost Story)by Michael DoyleFor her, forever started in 1673With what once was a happy familyA child was left alone wanderingWith love disturbed and ,wonderingFor three hundred yearsLost inside a veil of tearsThere is no safety in … Continue reading →

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