Tag Archives: Stages

Beyond the Thunder Dome

Beyond the Thunder Domeby Michael DoyleIt took a day to really sink inTo catch my peace and reach ZenA private dancer left the buildingTo rest in Heaven, if God be willingRock-n-roll has lost its acid queenThe hips that hollered a … Continue reading

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Wholly Holistic

Wholly Holisticby Michael DoyleLifting up the name of Jesus aboveLiving as we do, all His ways of loveIt’s apparent that we are blessedLiving as we do among the very bestFound in the notes and narrative of songAre the words that … Continue reading

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Climbing the Relationship Ladder

Climbing the Relationship Ladderby Michael DoyleWe say hello to initiateHoping that we might appreciateEnough at this first impressionThat it might lead to accessionPressing on simply to exploreCrossing that boundary to something moreWe work at reducing the uncertaintyThough certainly there is … Continue reading

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The Dreamwork of Nightmares

In these dark times when it is so hard to be optimistic, can anyone be blamed for having nightmares?  But what then are these? The Dreamwork of Nightmares by Michael Doyle Even still as we grow and mature We find … Continue reading

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WordPress – #Daily Prompt – Narcissism

There are self imposed cages Filled with private passions And with your little rages Oh, I could detail this for pages On your lack of compassion Your narcissism in all its stages But what in the end would it benefit … Continue reading

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