Tag Archives: Poetry and Poems

Old Souls Never Die

Old Souls Never Dieby Michael DoyleOne by one, I see life slide by,Watching beautiful souls die.I’ve learned to silently cry,And understand, no one truly dies.It is just another glimmer of beauty done,As I say goodbye, one by one.I know who … Continue reading →

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Father of His Country

Father of His Countryby Michael DoyleThe Left, in its lack of need for rationalism,Hate President Trump for his nationalism.This may explain why they took Washington’s birthday,But it doesn’t really matter anyhow or way.The fact is, Washington is the father of … Continue reading →

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The Best That I Can

The Best That I Canby Michael DoyleEven for a poet doing the best I can,I wish I were, in some ways, a better man.Sometimes, I can’t write another line,Though I wish I were her Valentine.Hearts impede and sometimes implode,Like a … Continue reading →

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Holding Onto the Truth

Holding Onto the Truthby Michael DoyleToo much has been made of modern complexity,While forgetting that truth rests on simplicity.In this modern age, we circle the drainAs we swear, the easiest answers are in vain.Truth tellers don’t need to hide from … Continue reading →

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Heart Made Whole

Heart Made Wholeby Michael DoyleIn the pain of endless moments,There are times of sheer torment.The things accidentally said,These echo roundabout in my head.Worse yet are the things I’ve seen.Sights that destroy my inner being.Painful recollections from the startAre the scars … Continue reading →

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Bonhoeffer, Part 4 (Dirty Hands)

Dirty Handsby Michael DoyleThe truth speaks loudly, and sometimes too much.There is a penalty for doing such.Sometimes, the things we do break us in two.That’s not too much of a price to pay for you.So, our Lord, beloved, was there … Continue reading →

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Bonhoeffer, Part 3 (Evil Understood)

Bonhoeffer, Part 3 (Evil Understood)by Michael DoyleCourage sometimes needs permission,And so it was for Dietrich’s mission.Harsh words weigh from damnation,And were directed toward the Nazi nation.Religion was not the Lord’s game.Indeed, religion was often to blame.Jesus sought our full obedience,And … Continue reading →

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Leaning Into Abraham

Leaning Into Abrahamby Michael DoyleThe thumbprint of Heaven is on our daysAs we cast our eyes toward God’s true ways.We serve the God of all of Humanity,And it begins with Abraham’s legacy.Faith is the anchor that tethers us together.All of … Continue reading →

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Bonhoeffer, Part 2

Bonhoeffer, Part 2by Michael DoyleTo the bully, no one is a partnerTo that bully, no one is smarter.And if the smarter does not hide his mind,He’ll be lucky if any part is left behind.You find the bullies in hidden alleyways.Or … Continue reading →

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Page Turner

Page Turnerby Michael DoyleSharing the Lord with a shout,Telling the truth of what it’s about.I love spending my Sundays,Lifting my life up to praise.There is so much I have to learn.I turn the page to discern.One day at a time, … Continue reading →

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