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A Trinity Moment Revealed

A Trinity Moment Revealedby Michael DoyleThe church’s smile has been metNever missing a generation yetIt’s okay to share the laughterAs we prepare for the here ever afterThe yoke we put on, we must recallGives us more than it takes after … Continue reading

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Stay the Course

Stay the Courseby Michael DoyleStanding rooted in our visibilitySeeing beyond our vulnerabilityLead out in example of God’s flowIs the only star we should followShifting hearts torn from GodInto doubts that are feeling oddJealously looking with envious eyesThough we know from … Continue reading

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Land Hold

Land Holdby Michael DoyleThe land holds its historyThe heart has its mysteryHeld generations in a familyIt’s the passing of love steadilyFrom generation to generationThe way of society’s inclinationAs we simply pass it onResisting that it ever be tornBut kept instead … Continue reading

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The End of Everything

The End of Everythingby Michael DoyleBeware of a woman’s scornAnd the wrath that followsYou’ll find more than halo tornWhen descending into those hollowsCrippling revenge bring no justiceEuripides puts tragedy into practiceFinding that stronger than a lover’s loveThere are wounds incurable … Continue reading

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Torn As A Teenage Girl’s Heart

Torn As A Teenage Girl’s Heartby Michael DoyleThis one has me in tears before I even startWatching torn as a teenage girl’s heartThe princess who loved me like her biggest heroYells at me and treats me as less than zeroOnly … Continue reading

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Blessed Are We In Our Stumble

Blessed As We Are In Our Stumbleby Michael DoyleBlessed as we are in our stumbleDoing our best to never crumbleIt keeps us grateful and humbleTo know we are not alone in this troubleChrist will carry us across the shoreAs we … Continue reading

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Be Your Own Hero

Be Your Own Heroby Michael DoyleIncurable as a dreaming heroStubborn as a seeming zeroWe play our parts in masqueradeEach day lived within its charadeHiding ourselves behind the music we playCaught up in front of screens all dayBecause we cannot be … Continue reading

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Silence Is Our Reply

What was once thought the end is but the beginning and all the words make no difference when silence is our final reply. Silence Is our Reply by Michael Doyle In the black and white of integration There is a … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: Forgiveness Is A Cancelled Note Never To Be Shown Against the Forgiven

“I can forgive, but I cannot forget, is only another way of saying, I will not forgive. Forgiveness ought to be like a cancelled note – torn in two, and burned up, so that it never can be shown against … Continue reading

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Like Dominoes Falling

On this the 18th day of Na/GloPoWriMo, the challenge is to write an elegy in which the sadness is based less on abstraction than concrete verbiage that helps a person feel the depth of sorrow felt.  To that degree, I … Continue reading

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