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Off Ramp

Off Rampby Michael DoyleFrom dodge ball to full gloryWe live the Christmas storyBridged by that crossOn which God took our lossUnknown is the time and seasonBut what is known is the reasonThat healing of eternal riftIf only we will receive … Continue reading

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To Live Beyond the Grave

To Live Beyond the Graveby Michael Doyle There are things I think onThat I wish not to be goneThere are words I have saidThat might help others ahead it’s these things I would saveTo extend these beyond the graveIn hope … Continue reading

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First Principles: Keep Your Lives Free From the Love of Money and Be Content With What You Have, Because God Has Said, “Never Will I Leave You; Never Will I Forsake You

“Keep your lives free from the love of money and be content with what you have, because God has said, “Never will I leave you; never will I forsake you.” – Hebrews 13:5 (New International Version)

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Na/GloPoWriMo #5: Pennsylvania In Transformation

Na/GloPoWriMo #5: Pennsylvania In Transformationby Michael DoyleBased on the prompt and Pennsylvania – Poetry Daily (poems.com)Other children, live freely and wildAs though energized to win the fight -Standing as I stood.Said in brave silenceWith me, as though violencesaid in shout. … Continue reading

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In the Sneeze of A Sweet Blink

In the Sneeze of A Sweet Blinkby Michael DoyleIn the sneeze of a sweet blinkShe was deeper than I’d thinkBreathing through my old heartNever to ever want to departThe memories that we buildWhether at home or afieldAre those that I … 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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A Tale of Christmas In Two Parts

A Tale of Christmas In Two Parts (Republished for 2020)by Michael Doyle aka Michael Romani I. I have heard it saidThat you can eat ’til you’re fullAnd it’s still not enoughThe excuse to be given“But, it’s Christmas…”And one really shouldn’t … Continue reading

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Pressure Put On Coal

Pressure Put On Coalby Michael DoyleLike a herd of deer comes crashing inFalling like a gift from the skyFalling like snowflakes as it’s Christmas againAnd the angels sing their hallelujah replySnow clouds form again and yet there is no snowStill, … Continue reading

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A Vacation In the Reflective

A Vacation In the Reflectiveby Michael DoyleIt seems to me that there’s one thingCovid has brought and its the thrivingThat comes in knowing it’s not really destinationGiving us the best of our family vacationIt does not hurt in thinking locationBut, … Continue reading

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Slips of the Tongue

Slips of the Tongueby Michael DoyleSlips of the feeble tongueCome more often when no longer youngThings ill thought should often not be saidBut instead kept inside one’s headOur lives are played out like a movieSometimes hellbent though that doesn’t move … Continue reading

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