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Hills and Valleys to Die On

Hills and Valleys To Die Onby Michael DoyleStretching my SUV across the Greater Ohio ValleyI see what my travels bring closer to meHere in what were once considered idle spacesAre the dreams that leave me etching their tracesThe displacement is … Continue reading

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First Steps Into the Shatter Zone

First Steps Into the Shatter Zoneby Michael DoyleSometimes, I allow myself an inward journeyAs I seek to know what the past means to meToday, nestled in my roadside booth I find myself eating tacos as I seek out the truthWhat … Continue reading

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Geyser Dreams and Stone Footsteps

Geyser Dreams and Stone Footstepsby Michael DoyleA chronicle’s story has been revealedAbout sacred ground that has been unveiledHayden’s expedition surveyed the majestyThat they happened on in Yellowstone ValleyThis stretch of land was meant for explorationIt became a crown jewel benefiting … Continue reading

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Cowboys and Mustangs

Cowboys and Mustangsby Michael DoyleThe Conquistadors brought horses to these landsBack 500 years ago, as best as I understandNow, thousands are allowed to wander freeCausing irreversible damage to the rangeland countryThe conflict arises over the carrying capacity50,000 horses await adoption … Continue reading

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Love Notes

Love Notesby Michael DoyleIt’s a three lock boxIt is ours to remove these locksThere in the holy three-in-oneAre the Father, Spirit, and the SonI cry as I think of the things they’ve doneNow I am redeemed and the victory wonThe … Continue reading

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Crossing Over From Greenpoint

Crossing Over From Greenpointby Michael DoyleMy crossing over from Greenpoint into the cityEvery day was had via subway and was not prettyAnd it was different for a Californian manYet, there was no other way into ManhattanAt least, not that made … Continue reading

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Places Forms Voice

Place Forms Voiceby Michael DoyleIt’s said that place forms voiceEven when it’s not of our choiceIn my life, I’ve traveled aroundAnd this is what I, too, have foundThis is especially true of poetryEach of us is formed by our countryIt’s … Continue reading

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Moonbow Symphony

Moonbow Symphonyby Michael DoyleMy daughters and I are proneTo take all-day drivesPreferably together, not aloneTo feel the peace of being aliveLast weekend, early on SaturdayOur packed-up SUV got underwayThe goal was to see the MoonbowTo Cumberland Falls, we would goLexington … Continue reading

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First Principles: Virtue Or Morality Is A Necessary Spring of Popular Government. The Rule Indeed Extends With More Or Less Force To Every Species of Free Government

“Virtue or morality is a necessary spring of popular government. The rule indeed extends with more or less force to every species of free Government.” – George Washington, Farewell Address (1796) — George Washington’s Farewell Address (1796) can be read … Continue reading

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Like Leaves In Autumn

Like Leaves In Autumnby Michael DoyleA quintessential road trip brings to mindThat Autumn has come to leave Summer behindMany roads can be taken, traveling any wayTo capture the colors that make up our daysAutumn falls like leaves becoming flowersThere is … Continue reading

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