Tag Archives: Sorrow

Born Into This World

Born Into This Worldby Michael DoyleWe are born into this wounded worldIn which we see the need for improvementIt often feels as if we’re hurledBecoming ourselves is our greatest accomplishmentGrasping for the bits and pieces we can findThat which which … Continue reading

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What’s the Horror?

What’s the Horror?by Michael DoyleWhat’s the horror, you might ask.It seems my life is an endless taskIt seems what I take off the listIt only points to things that I’ve missedIn this rush toward year’s endIt seems I’ve not been … Continue reading

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If Space and Time…

If Space and Time…by Michael DoyleIt’s only been a matter of a few passing yearsI’m alone on your birthday except for my tearsTalking to God again, I stare off into the nightYours was the sisterly love that was my guiding … Continue reading

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A Pastor’s Sorrow

A Pastor’s Sorrowby Michael DoyleSitting in church bringing our last weeksTo hear the Lord as the pastor speaksEmotions felt can be good and badThe moments of life can be happy and sadMoments of sorrow rock us to our coreThese are … Continue reading

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Demons, When They’re Not Concealed

Demons, When They’re Not Concealedby Michael DoyleCreatures of the night, they dareTo truly live; knowing life is rareHaving taken enough of it to knowThey are here to enjoy death’s showIt’s important to know saints have a pastAnd every sinner has … Continue reading

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Nine Lives

Nine Livesby Michael DoyleIt wasn’t exactly love at first biteBut it took an encouraging inviteShe wanted a man who loved her brainAt long last, the search wasn’t in vainIt was a love affair made for a fewIt was time to … Continue reading

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Virtue and Disobedience

Virtue and Disobedienceby Michael DoylePainting away your dayAs old records playEach portrait painted with feelingIs nothing less than soul-revealingThat is to say about the painters’ waysNot of the sitter, despite honoring his daysSpending time on crafting the right impressionThis is … Continue reading

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Children Jumping Shadows

Children Jumping Shadowsby Michael DoyleI listened to a whisper barely heardAbout separating myself from the herdIt wasn’t the desire to stand outAs much as it was living in worldly doubtI look around me, unable to truly seeWhat difference each can … Continue reading

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In the Name of the Father and the Son

In the Name of the Father and the Sonby Michael DoyleTrying to hide in the nightWaiting for the morning lightFeeling my soul must atoneI have never felt so all aloneUntil I glanced on God’s faceThen and there, I knew graceA … Continue reading

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Returned To the Sea

Returned To the Seaby Michael DoyleAt the ends of bargains madeStormy seas leave reason to be afraidWondering where it is that one standsAnd if a day is as profitable as it demandsProfits are calculated as life’s rewardAs a new bay … Continue reading

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