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To Yet Believe

To Yet Believeby Michael DoyleConfused by shadowsWe wonder at what we knowTo the heavens and to belowWe feint at what we might knowPerhaps spoken dreamsAre our best questsThe impossible, so it seemsGives us our best testsTo fight to right the … Continue reading

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The Fight For Nobility

The Fight For Nobilityby Michael DoyleTo fight for nobilityOften causes many to loseIn life’s lack of sensibilityWhich comes though we refuseThe Spanish InquisitionHad its inglorious powerThat it used without hesitationTo rule any given hourMadmen and poetsHave much in commonEven when … Continue reading

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In A Declaration of War

In A Declaration of Warby Michael DoyleTitans are unleashed in a visionDreamed without the requisite precisionTo dare to say what it really meansThis then is the way of such types of dreamsKing Hyperion seeks to rule over mankindBut as with … Continue reading

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Blank Verse

Blank Verseby Michael DoyleThe other day, I went to the libraryWith no intention to become contraryAnd picked up a famed anthologyOf poetry to see what it might teach meI’m sorry to say that it seems perverseWhen someone writes poetry in … Continue reading

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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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Processing Transformation

1 John 3:1-10 Processing Transformationby Michael Doyle As the children of God, we know loveShined down from the heavens aboveTo know this hope in God in which we will stayWe are forgiven to the extent we no longer stray We … Continue reading

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As If From Nowhere

As If From Nowhereby Michael DoyleHorrific images arise as if from nowhereThe sort of created crucifixion of unspoken fearHounded by the talons of the furiesThat creep up very slowly and kill with a hurryBringing back the Temple of Apollo, At … Continue reading

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One-To-One Hearted

One-To-One Heartedby Michael DoyleThere best belongs to be foundIn the miss that comes aroundWhere nothing becomes the somethingThat brings the best of everythingSo often we walk feeling perplexedUnsure of how it all connectsBut if we listen really hardOur dreams show … Continue reading

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Three Things In Life

Three Things In Lifeby Michael DoyleThere is something to the power of threeThat speaks to heart and soul of divinityIt seems it all begins and ends with loveWithout which there is no gaining heaven aboveThere are three things in life … Continue reading

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Rough Edges

Rough Edgesby Michael DoyleSometimes it seemsI’ve lost all my dreamsAt the rough edgesAnd window ledgesAre all I’m hanging ontoIt’s been so long since I’ve held youStuck working the night shiftIn a world full of griftThe system works its cutAgainst the … Continue reading

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