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Moments Like John Muir

Moments Like John Muirby Michael DoyleSometimes, the city’s too many facesIt makes me dream of faraway placesWhere my heart can fade into the nightTraces of beauty replace blinding lightTimes in the wilderness are best for meSometimes, it’s a matter of … Continue reading

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In the Armor of Christ

In the Armor of Christby Michael DoyleUnpacked in a letter to predicateThe good news the Bible indicatesIs the bridging of the gap to build our communityIt’s a story of starting as one to become a familyI am a wealthy man … Continue reading

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The Painful Reality of Perfectionism

The Painful Reality of Perfectionismby Michael DoyleThere is a need to face eventuallyWhether painful or not, the realityThat however much we have optimismThere is no such thing as perfectionismAt least so much as actually be perfectThere is only really the … Continue reading

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Flip Flops and Cold Drinks

Flip Flops and Cold Drinksby Michael DoyleFlip flops and cold drinksCan only be borne of summer daysThis season makes you thinkOf stolen pleasures in so many waysMy favorite flavor, cherry redWas kissable from her lipsSo went the thoughts in my … Continue reading

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Our Living Hope

Our Living Hopeby Michael DoyleOur living hope is pureMaking our souls sureOf the Lord’s living graceAs we gaze on His holy faceWe know this by the tracesIn all we do as we embraceIn this living God we knowWho brings light … Continue reading

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To Raise Godly Children

To Raise Godly Childrenby Michael DoyleTime travels as shadows grow longerAnd the need to be wiser is strongerI look on my children and hope the bestI look for answers that might pass the testAs we raise our children for successIt’s … Continue reading

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Ever True

Ever Trueby Michael DoyleChasing the stars to see where they leadDreaming the dreams needed to take seedAnd grow into what it’s meant to meanThe moves to be made are yet to be seenWith a turn of the page come the … Continue reading

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Mountain of Consequence

Mountain of Consequenceby Michael DoyleThere are legends of lost treasureThat goes deep and beyond known measureThe locks that must be brokenAs the stories are told, quietly spokenMankind’s greed leads to deathAn old man mumbles under breathWhile the bringer of life … Continue reading

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Neon Eye Cage Conclusions

Neon Eye Cage Conclusionsby Michael DoyleIn the heart of the neon eye cage of the cityThe glitz is overdone and isn’t really prettyBut despite the walk-in of unsteady delusionsIt is a happenstance that brings certain conclusionsOne of these is the … Continue reading

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Rewarming Miracles On the Street

Rewarming Miracles On the Streetby Michael DoyleI don’t want to seem to be too contraryOr an old-fashioned grump who is orneryBut does it seem creativity is stuck on repeatIs anyone questioning the miracle of any streetHollywood’s latest contributions seem derivative … Continue reading

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