Tag Archives: Travel

Over the Ending of Years

Over the Ending of Yearsby Michael DoyleSometimes as we travel over the lighter yearsWe find ourselves confronted by our dark fears.Things come along that change our soulsAnd agonize at how much we are out of control.It’d be something if we … Continue reading

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In A Brilliance of Fireworks

In A Brilliance of Fireworksby Michael DoyleFireworks, in their vivid display,Go far to celebrate our Independence Day.Shattering the skies from their darkness,Their joy removes any sense of harshness.Their radiating sparkle is a striking displayThat brings something special to our day.Up … Continue reading

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Questioning the Process

Questioning the Processby Michael DoyleIn and out of our lives, we hearThose thoughts around us that persevere.Pushing and prodding us with possibility,And we gravitate toward what has plausibility.There are no promises, only process.We take our nibbles here and there to … Continue reading

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Sudden Thunderstorm

Sudden Thunderstormby Michael DoyleWhen I left to go hike, the skies were clear.I just wanted God and nature’s path to be near.Besides missing my daughters, my world had no care.It turned out that this illusion was its own snare.Having hiked … Continue reading

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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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