Tag Archives: Shadow

From the Shadows, Grows the Light

From the Shadows, Grows the Lightby Michael DoyleEmerging from the shadows,There is one thing that I knowGod keeps promises despite disruptionHe’ll bring an end to all corruptionThis is the path for all eternityThe house of the worthy worships His deityWith … Continue reading

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A Huntington Beach Memory

A Huntington Beach Memoryby Michael DoyleThe sand in my shoesHolds a Midas shadowOver time passages and windowsOf all these memories and bluesMy eyes rise to the timeless skiesWhen certain songs on the radio playThis, then, is no real disguiseFor the … Continue reading

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Deep End Moments

Deep End Momentsby Michael DoyleThe deep end of the dating sceneIt can be or seem extremely shallowThat is, if you know what I meanIt’s, at best, the higher love’s shadowCan true love come without face-to-face?Or is that hoping for a … Continue reading

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In A World of Thoughts and Other Misgivings

In A World of Thoughts and Other Misgivingsby Michael DoyleIn a world of thoughts and other misgivingsThere is a lot of hurt in need of forgivingNot just for you or for me, but all it seemsThere are just too many … Continue reading

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A New Horizon

A New Horizonby Michael DoyleOpen up your eyes and seeLook into the new horizonThe morning light brings possibilityShining on without corruptionThe purity of this new dayLies in your hands to be madeThe rain may fall along the wayBut don’t hide … Continue reading

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Revisiting Truth In the Post-Modernist Age

Revisiting Truth In the Post-Modernist Ageby Michael DoyleIt can be said with conviction of feelingThat the ways of God are revealingHere in this mid-DecemberIt seems timely to rememberAll of God’s loving tracesIn all the history of a life’s embracesAre like … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: The Hollow Men: Between the Idea and the Reality, Between the Motion and the Act, Falls the Shadow

“The Hollow Men: Between the idea / And the reality / Between the motion / And the act / Falls the shadow.” – T.S. Eliot, poet (26 Sep 1888-1965)

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A Dark View of Neverland

A Dark View of Neverlandby Michael DoyleWhat kind of world is thisWith a closing of our eyes, we missThe changes are approaching lunacyAs conspiracy moves shadow into realityThe monkeys now run the big topAnd unneeded changes won’t stopChildhood heroes from … Continue reading

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Forbidden Fruit

Forbidden Fruitby Michael DoyleLove of witchcraft presents the evidenceThat the ability to influence is no coincidenceAs they open up evil, door by doorAnd find a craven audience wanting moreThe portal to desires some wish to exploreOpen up to all, beginning … Continue reading

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To Yet Believe

To Yet Believeby Michael DoyleConfused by shadowsWe wonder at what we knowTo the heavens and to belowWe feint at what we might knowPerhaps spoken dreamsAre our best questsThe impossible, so it seemsGives us our best testsTo fight to right the … Continue reading

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