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About A Death
About A Deathby Michael DoyleToday, I watched a show about deathI have to admit, it took away my breathAs I try to write this bit of poetryIt’s weird to think how much it’s hitting meIt’s hard to write with tears … Continue reading
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Overcoming the Adversary
Overcoming the Adversaryby Michael DoyleI’m glad to say that I believeIn God’s promise, not a devil who deceivesLife’s storms come, but I have strengthEnough to last the day’s lengthWith the Bible as my swordI rest on the strength of the … Continue reading
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On Turning 17
On Turning 17by Michael DoyleThe days crawl slowly on one by oneAnd your birthday is past and doneI am still thinking on what it meansThat my baby girl has turned seventeenWasn’t it only just yesterdayThat you entered this world’s wayLaying … Continue reading
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Thought For the Day: The Clearest Way To Show What the Rule of Law Means To Us In Everyday Life Is To Recall What Happened When There Is No Rule of Law
“The clearest way to show what the rule of law means to us in everyday life is to recall what has happened when there is no rule of law.” – Dwight D. Eisenhower
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The Golden Ratio of Fibonacci
The Golden Ratio of Fibonacciby Michael DoyleThe Fibonacci numbers aren’t tragicIndeed, these are a thing of constant magicLeonardo of Pisa is a true figure of historyThat revealed these numbers in their mysteryWe ask ourselves questions to puzzle and learnAll these … Continue reading
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In Prayers for My Mother
In Prayers For My Motherby Michael DoyleMy ex-wife recovers from surgery on this Mother’s DayI gave up the weekend she owed to show in some sort of wayThat I wish her to recover and want my daughters to tendTo her … Continue reading
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The God of You and Me
The God of You and Meby Michael DoyleWe are joined here in voiceWe are gathered here by choiceCalled together in His nameCalled together by the one without blameWe call out in the Holy SpiritWith a mighty desire to hear itAll … Continue reading
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The Influence of Pulp Fiction
The Influence of Pulp Fictionby Michael DoyleScience fiction without a snarkDidn’t just materialize out of the darkIn 1926, Hugo Gernsback, without a lot of gloryCame to publish the first Amazing StoriesFrom the cover of this first, we might knowThe Hugo … Continue reading →