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This Thanksgiving 2021

This Thanksgiving 2021by Michael DoyleLate last night I was thinking on..The furthest star’s even furthest moonUntil I was dreaming of a once uponFairytale feeling that was needed soonFor two years, the world has sufferedThrough the scourge of viral pestilenceWith reasons … Continue reading

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The Clock Keeps Ticking

The Clock Keeps Tickingby Michael DoyleFrom that pristine sense of momentWhen we come out of the wombThe clock starts tickingWith all its joy and tormentWe become the life in the roomMaking things happen through our kickingIt is in building the … Continue reading

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Discernment Revisited

Discernment Revisitedby Michael DoyleI guess that’s the dealLetting Jesus take the wheelLike the wisdom of Solomon’s sealIt is what keeps it realGoing deep into the ScriptureWe find the things of GodSurrendering in devotion to ScriptureWe recommit to the ways of … Continue reading

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Reflections On Dorian Gray, Pt VIII: Reality’s Seams

Reflections On Dorian Gray, Pt VIII: Reality’s Seamsby Michael DoyleThere on that snow fallen black of nightIn an alley filled with guilt’s blightDorian fears the tell of tongue wagged taleThat pursues him to the gates of HellThere are dreadful things … Continue reading

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Dangers Lurk In the Seams

Dangers Lurk In the Seamsby Michael DoyleIn the hidden crevices of your dreamsThere are dangers lurking in the seamsThree, four, better lock up that doorThe boogie man is coming back for moreFive, six, he has a bag of tricksWhere evil … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: The Real Rulers In Washington Are Invisible and Exercise Power From Behind the Scenes

“The real rulers in Washington are invisible and exercise power from behind the scenes.” – Justice Felix Frankfurter (1882-1965)

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If I Have More to Live

If I Have More to Liveby Michael Doyle If I have more to liveI would live it with youIf I have more love to giveMy love, I would love you If I get to live any moreI want to live … Continue reading

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Somehow Clinging

Somehow Clinging by Michael Doyle Slipped halfway down The edge of the rabbit hole The Cheshire Cat in his crown Ripped apart his soul Seeking to find a path through To the center of the maze Somewhere between half to … Continue reading

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Revival

Revivalby Michael DoyleMoving past day-to-day survivalPraying for our nation’s revivalMiracles out of nowhere displayedEven if somewhat a bit delayedThe Holy Spirit moves us forwardNever retreating but ever towardThe spiritual awakening we findSalvation wants no one left behindReviving the lowly and … 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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