Tag Archives: Tears

Dark Matters

Dark Mattersby Michael DoyleYou were my bright tomorrowNow all I have is my sorrowAnd I’ve only myself to blamePlease don’t look at me in my shameFeelings bubbled up in troubleI opened my mouth, now its doubleI can barely see through … Continue reading

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Life Out of Balance

Life Out of Balanceby Michael DoyleThe specter of death springs forth with its talonsAs we seek to live lives far too far out balanceCertain as we can be with any semblance of certitudeThat we are striving to have just the … Continue reading

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Forge of Identity

Forge of Identityby Michael DoyleAlexander’s naked tears were weptFor the one secret that could not be keptThat there was an unconquered infinityOf worlds to be experienced on his journeyThat would never be his in infinite refrainNone of which could know … Continue reading

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In Our Pain

In Our Painby Michael DoyleIn that momentI saw beyond myselfThrough my tearsTo someone elseI had walkedBeyond the shadow of deathAs the spirits talkedWhispering under breathAlways so selfishAnd filled with needsFor things never mineTo find myself freedInto life’s stormTurned with a … Continue reading

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Blessed, Broken, and Given

Blessed, Broken, and Givenby Michael DoyleWe live in the era of the offendedWhile we’ve forgotten that we’re friendedBy a friend who teaches in His storyThe ways to move past offense into gloryHave a sharp mind in every interrogationFinding discernment in … Continue reading

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Weren’t Those the Teenaged Years?

Weren’t Those the Teenaged Years?by Michael DoyleThe teenaged yearsOf Saturday night solitudeWas a parade of smiles and tearsAnd many dramasWaiting to intrudeInto the happiness that cameAnd that provided the frameIn moments of ShakespeareThat kept us awakeMaking us braver than our … Continue reading

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A Cry for Uvalde

A Cry for Uvaldeby Michael DoyleSomewhere beyond a world of feelingIs the way of knowing healingThese are the times for being an exampleThe differences made will be ampleFighting not with fists but with prayerPeeling back the onion of life, layer … Continue reading

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Looking For Words

Looking For Wordsby Michael DoyleI see you looking for wordsBut more than the wordsYou want to read the actionsThat bleed like a rose with satisfactionMaking a difference, plain to seeTo live, love, and dream is to beOne with this universal … Continue reading

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A Life Lived Publicly

A Life Lived Publiclyby Michael DoyleWe walk through life brisklyThinking thoughts ironicallyAbout a life lived publiclyWhen it cannot be lived privatelyThere are eyes most everywhereAs the cameras blink and others stareIt only works if we live comfortablyWith the feeling we’re … Continue reading

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Push Button

Push Buttonby Michael DoylePushed buttons bring us to griefFrustrations from which we need reliefWe have but one Father, one God of creationBrothers and sisters sharing our one situationWe should then, treat one anotherAs we are, sisters and brothersEqually held in … Continue reading

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