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Dollar Days

Dollar Daysby Michael DoyleHere in the noonday’s faded hazeStuck in the cheap seats of dollar daysDaydreams wear a sense of modestyThat sneaks in past our integrityThere are poems written as confessionalAt the realization that no one is specialNo more special … Continue reading

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These Electric Feelings

These Electric Feelingsby Michael DoyleIt is once, maybe twiceYour head starts reelingIt’s easy to pay the priceGetting lost in these electric feelingsYou know you’ve found the right oneAnd that the search is finally doneIt’s not like you’ll evade the snaresBut … 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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Time Tumbles

Time Tumblesby Michael DoyleTime Tumbles in its own jagged wayThis February is given a 29th dayCalled out special as a leap yearFor myself, it’s a cause to cheerIs it four years or passing as oneThat my work life has been … Continue reading

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Pretender or Contender

Pretender or Contenderby Michael DoyleDrawing on song lyrics in my dayMakes life special in its own wayThe singer is my daughter, and she’s on fireAs legends are made to grow and conspireA life led in three-part inspirationWe all know the … Continue reading

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Room Read

Room Readby Michael DoyleIt’s hard to make a room readEspecially when I’m the hero no one needsBut there’s something to be saidFor all the nonsense that we’re fedNobody is that special anymoreI wonder if we ever were even beforeNo one … Continue reading

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Invitation To Change

Invitation To Changeby Michael DoyleChange a life with an invitationThe real thing given, not imitationChristmas comes in just a few daysLet’s show it in all of our waysIt’s worth it to think and recallThat Christ our savior came for us … Continue reading

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Understanding Beyond Things Said

Understanding Beyond Things Saidby Michael DoyleThere it is in the subtle turn of your headAll things that go beyond what is saidIt’s there in the touch of your hand isn’t it dearThose moments when your love shines very clearAs we … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: The Answer Is…To Teach Ourselves To Comprehend Each Person, Not As A Symbol of A Group, But As A Unique and Special Individual Within A Common Context of Shared Humanity

“The answer is to go deeper than race, deeper than wealth, deeper than ethnic identity, deeper than gender. To teach ourselves to comprehend each person, not as a symbol of a group, but as a unique and special individual within a … Continue reading

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Having Heard the Warning

Further reflections on my eldest daughter turning 13: Heaving Heard the Warning by Michael Doyle On Saturday night as I kissed you into sleep There was a part of me that wanted to keep This moment forever as a sacred … Continue reading

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