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Father In A Modern World

Father In A Modern Worldby Michael DoyleBeing a father who is generationally removedLeaves very little feeling that life has improved. The world is spinning, and it feels blurredWhen I think of the changes that have occurred.I watch my daughters rooting … Continue reading

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Venomously Bitten

Venomously Bittenby Michael DoyleOn this roller coaster of loveIt’s sometimes hard to keep track ofWho’s the saint, and who is sinningToo many complications can set things spinningThrowing in the towel isn’t how it’s doneNot if you’re fighting for your golden … Continue reading

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First Principles: Consider How the Wild Flowers Grow. They Do Not Labor Or Spin. Yet I Tell You, Not Even Solomon In All His Splendor Was Dressed Like One of These

“Consider how the wild flowers grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you, not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these.” – Luke 12:27 (NIV)

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Friends of Mine Like Poetry

Friends of Mine Like Poetryby Michael DoyleFriends of mine like a little poetryMixed in with their misguided militancy,There is something to the spin reelingWho needs the facts when there are feelingsIt’s a little less about working things outAnd more about … Continue reading

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Stormfront Awakening

Stormfront Awakeningby Michael DoyleLooking around with any sense of credibilityIt would be the rare bird that had the abilityTo credibly claim with any sense of the plausibleThat politically awakening was something avoidableAll around the stormfront threatens from all sidesThe turning … Continue reading

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The Spin of the Win, …Again

The Spin of the Win, ..Againby Michael DoyleOh the spin, the spinThe spin masters spinTurning America’s lossInto some kind of winOh the spin, the spinThe spin masters spinTrying to turn what should be a lossInto a political winMistaking the wrong … Continue reading

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Tech Resistance

Tech Resistanceby Michael DoyleTechnology seems to hate meI know it by its glowLike a worn button toggledThe Hell of it begins to showMachines and things are against usI know this for certain, just becauseSome may say life is getting easierI … Continue reading

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The Problem of Pride

The Problem of Prideby Michael DoyleEasily knownPride is the diseaseWe’ve seen this and it showsPutting us all ill at easeSeen in others, we forgetAll of those thingsWe struggle and yet we forgetAll the troubles, living bringsSeemingly standing positiveBut we think … Continue reading

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I’ll Always Take Your Call

I’ll Always Take Your Callby Michael DoyleRipped apart deep inside my DNAFinding the scary part is the last biteWhen suddenly, I run short of what to sayAnd my wildest dreams hold me through the nightSomewhere in the geometry of the … 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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