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The Spaces Between

The Spaces Betweenby Michael DoyleIn all the paradigms that are shiftedThe moral compasses that have driftedThe zeros, the ones, and those in-betweenAfford the perfected moments as human beingsWould it only be that all things of clarityWere as equal and equitable … Continue reading

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Born In the Rockies (Part II)

Born In the Rockies (Part II)by Michael DoyleThe backbone of North America stretches for milesBring life across the land with ceaseless smilesFrom shifting sand dunes to deep river valleys it goesFrom the most brilliant stretches of sun to deep shadowsEach … Continue reading

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Angelic Choirs Sing

Angelic Choirs Singby Michael DoyleThe angelic chorus became distortionEven mountains felt small in proportionStill the choir sang songs giving evil warningThat Jesus Christ was born that blessed morningJoy to the world came with this first NoelHere came the gifted blessing … Continue reading

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Blood Path of the Samurai

Blood Path of the Samuraiby Michael DoyleYou’re not just going to leaveA beheaded man on the ground?She asked in what I believeIs her shocked voice soundYou don’t see that everydayBut that, my dear, is the samurai’s waySmall men snuff out … Continue reading

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A Twist of Darkness

A Twist of Darknessby Michael DoyleA twist of darkness enters Elven leavesAs evil descends beyond edged beliefsSeeping into the crevices of lifeReceding with peace gradually into strifeIt is that begins the origin of the ringsDeemed upon us as all dreamers … Continue reading

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Club Handy

Club Handyby Michael DoyleEvery showman is a tricksterA sophisticated and tragically hipsterLeaving the girls with smiles on their facesMoving them deeply with his tracesIt’s a carnival of scamPutting on the ritualistic glamWith bated breath ready to flyAs heartbreak paints the … Continue reading

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Before the Darkness

Before the Darknessby Michael DoyleBefore the darknessThere was lightAnd with that divisionBecame the nightLegends have it As legends willThat the evil oneIs necessary to the taleBleak is the seasonIn which we search for answersIt is the soul’s own treasonWhen fear … Continue reading

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Waters of Life

Waters of Lifeby Michael DoyleNavigating the waters of lifeFrom dreams of others comes lateThe sacrifices are not in vainFor the dreams and nightmares on the mainTo open one’s eyes and seeThe rebirth needed for eternityDreaming of the endless nightThe one … Continue reading

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Scrambling On God’s Path

Scrambling On God’s Pathby Michael DoyleIt was a Sunday morning scrambleWhen with his words at a rambleThe minister began to tell his taleHoping somehow the truth will prevailHoping to bring his congregationCloser to the heart of God in aggregationGod’s grace … Continue reading

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