Tag Archives: Poetry and Poems

Perfectly Bright, Exceptionally Right

Perfectly Bright, Exceptionally Rightby Michael DoyleLike a magic spark in the nightYour fire burned perfectly brightShining deep into my aching soulOne touch and I simply lost controlThere is sweetness on your lipsStaring into my eyes, hands on hipsFitting together so … Continue reading →

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Lies For Truth

Lies For Truthby Michael DoyleThere’s a lot of people mistakingThe Devil’s lies for the truthIt’s an easy road to heartbreakEspecially, in our bolder youthChasing at golden bits of hilarityWith blinders on as we strain to seeSeeking after just a little … Continue reading →

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With You As My Dream

With You As My Dreamby Michael DoyleOnce upon a time, there was a dreamAnd she shared her dreams with meTold me I was her king if she was my queenSeemed about right, my walking fantasyLike a fairy tale told in … Continue reading →

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The New Intolerance

The New Intoleranceby Michael DoyleCritical race theoryHas a death grip on America’s legacyTurning politics into identityAnd causing division to loom in our historyBig Tech pushes its aggressionMarking each day with a new transgressionNeutering language to shape theoryThat offers nothing good … Continue reading →

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In Community

In Communityby Michael DoyleComing together in communityFulfills our need for familyAnxiousness brings rise to dangerAs to each other we have become strangersViolence takes away from us allDestruction only brings pride’s fallWhen we forget our relationsWe only bring sorrow to our … Continue reading →

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It’s the Who of Who We’re Supposed To Be

It’s the Who of Who We’re Supposed To Beby Michael DoyleHey now small town ladyYou with your golden heartLet’s slip off to somewhere shadyThat would be so very smartTo find our way to the pine treesWith a picnic basket of … Continue reading →

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Carnival of Ordinary Love

Carnival of Ordinary Loveby Michael DoyleI guess you could say That I’m nothing extraordinaryThat my life has been livedLike a carnival of the ordinaryAlways keeping my eye on the prizeThat had yet to be wonA life lived with no alibisUntil … Continue reading →

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In the Sweetness of Money

In the Sweetness of Moneyby Michael DoyleThe band leader says, “One, two..”And the band knows what to doEspecially slick with his brand new shoesFilled as he is with his particular viewsStepping it up to make it betterIn the harmony of … Continue reading →

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Walking With the Giants

Walking With the Giantsby Michael DoyleWalking with the giantsWe stand in our defianceCalling out the holy namesKnown with the mark of God’s fameWalking in the faith that’s knownConfidence that has grownThough the future remains unseenIn this assurance, we find new … Continue reading →

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Empty Jar

Empty Jarby Michael DoyleIt’s an empty jar that we fillGiven the many choices of our free willIt’s best to live with full intentionLooking back, we’ll see what’s had our attentionThis jar of ours, might just shatterIf we fill it with … Continue reading →

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