Tag Archives: Real

Love’s Cost

Love’s Costby Michael DoyleNo matter who it is that you might meetAs you walk down life’s long street, You might never know how she may feel.So, it’s important to make this real.It’s more than wedding bells’ chime,A counterfeit love would … Continue reading

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Sorrowful Oasis

Sorrowful Oasisby Michael DoyleIn the end, a label is a name,And a name is often a useful label.In an age-old sort of game,We play it often when we’re capable.The attributes of each screamTells us that necessary somethingThat lies beyond desert … Continue reading

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Dancing With Ghosts

Dancing With Ghostsby Michael DoyleIn spaces where war is thought of as gloryThere are legends that make for great story.Those of us who have fought for our nationKnow this as a fantastic conversation.Around the fire, it’s meant to endlessly inspireSo … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: Do Not Let Your Fire Go Out, Spark By Irreplaceable Spark In the Hopeless Swamps of the Not-Quite, the Not-Yet, and the Not-At-All

“Do not let your fire go out, spark by irreplaceable spark in the hopeless swamps of the not-quite, the not-yet, and the not-at-all. Do not let the hero in your soul perish in lonely frustration for the life you deserved … Continue reading

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Since the Garden

Since the Gardenby Michael DoyleIn the beginning, the serpent in the gardenArrive to induce sin without pardon.The fruit of one tree was clearly seenBut was forbidden to every human being.The Devil came as man’s defiant adversary,While God speaks truth, Lucifer … Continue reading

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Healing Scars Into Stars

Healing Scars Into Starsby Michael DoyleWe can beat ourselves up in the void,In all the shame we try to avoid. Waltzing through interconnecting rooms of shameThis is where we learned to wear our blame.We tell ourselves that we’re different,Acting humble … Continue reading

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Hula Memories

Hula Memoriesby Michael DoyleThe modern age has its share of complexity.But not enough to warrant Hawaiian anxiety.The sacred duty held with great veneration,Is the sacred duty felt by each generation.Hula is the language of the Hawaiian heart.It has remained so … Continue reading

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Real Without Regret

Real Without Regretby Michael DoyleYou started realAnd sold out for a mansion.It’s the corporate feel,Soulless suits were never in fashion.Life is raw,And only sometimes pretty.Singing about what you sawIn every man’s town and city.This world can be strongly frayed.You hear … Continue reading

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In Moving Pictures

In Moving Picturesby Michael DoyleDrawing on our life’s experienceThere are characters of preference.They serve as molds of imagination.So much of life is pure improvisation.The charm that got us byAs we hustled to give life our try.The shots of the frame-by-frameAre … Continue reading

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Pharma Broke Faith

Pharma Broke Faithby Michael DoyleThe system we live in tends to treat the sick.Working toward wellness would be and is my pick.Have a handful of pills and feel more diseased.This is not workable and people are not pleased.Bodies need balance … Continue reading

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