Tag Archives: These Days

What’s the Horror?

What’s the Horror?by Michael DoyleWhat’s the horror, you might ask.It seems my life is an endless taskIt seems what I take off the listIt only points to things that I’ve missedIn this rush toward year’s endIt seems I’ve not been … Continue reading

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First Principles: The Truth of These Days Is Not That Which Really Is, But What Every Man Persuades Another Man To Believe

“The truth of these days is not that which really is, but what every man persuades another man to believe.” – Michel de Montaigne

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Na/GloPoWriMo #22: As A Sign of the Times

Na/GloPoWriMo #22: As A Sign of the Timesby Michael DoyleAs a sign of the timesThe last book I readWas read onlinePoetry told no longer rhymesNor does it impart lesson or deedYet, as an art, they call this fineAs a sign … Continue reading

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Salt and Light

Salt and Lightby Michael DoyleWe need with loving greetingTo return to uplifting prayer meetingsStep by step, we can find God againIt starts by sharing God’s love with friendsIt’s in improving our Godly relationshipThat we can and will improve our governmentFinding … Continue reading

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The Times We’re Living Through

The Times We’re Living Throughby Michael DoyleThe times we’re living through are not permanentStill, I need you to this solid sentimentAs a Christian, it is okay to grieve and lamentIn these days, this is a place that has become intimateSometimes … Continue reading

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Making A Difference In Possible End Days Blues

Making A Difference In Possible End Days Bluesby Michael DoyleDetermined that I am going to make a differenceHolding my head up high but still in reverenceAs I am making way through 2020’s day to daySpending my soul’s debt down, giving … Continue reading

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But Not Today

Yesterday, my driver’s side back wheel got sabotaged and blew out while on the highway.   Probably just a freak accident, right?  Anyhow.. a poem came from this.  Surprise, right? Spoiler alert, I found out once again about the goodness in … Continue reading

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