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In the Tragedy of Wisdom

In the Tragedy of Wisdomby Michael DoyleAs we sit writing for an audienceAimed as it is to somehow pleaseThe words of Shakespeare and SophoclesShine in all of their brillianceOne wrote for the strong, just kingThe other in the promise of … Continue reading

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She Says…

She Says…by Michael DoyleAll the ugly truthsThat have tried to push her backHave tripped her up, since her youthUntil grace gave her all she might lackThoughts of how abundance increasesGave her the hope to move on pastIn her story filled … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: Evil Is Powerless If the Good Are Unafraid

“Evil is powerless if the good are unafraid.” – Ronald Reagan

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To Simply Believe

To Simply Believeby Michael DoyleThe Square root of the possibleOf all that we can achieveIs to have some gumption And to simply believeThrowing caution to the windTaking chances we defendMore on odds approximatedAnd guaranteed seldom as estimatedThe magic isn’t just … Continue reading

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In Getting To Good Days

In Getting To Good Daysby Michael DoyleTaken then in the reflectiveLife is seen in its proper perspectiveWe Find many reasons for gratitudeAnd rightly live with that attitudeNo longer wearing that intended greedBut in realization that God gives what we needIt’s … Continue reading

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To Feel Again

To Feel Againby Michael DoyleI admire people who are unafraid to feelWho know the danger and yet keep it realIt is scary to feel that compulsive somethingBut it beats the feeling of nothingAs life hands us our challenging handA fate … Continue reading

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What Fools Lament…

What Fools Lament…by Michael DoyleWhat fools lament, wise men cherishForever vigilant that our ideals won’t perishLiving life in recycled cinema outtakes playedWe stand up boldly and unafraidHolding tight against things that shouldn’t beThe quietly spoken pillars of our communityShed chances … Continue reading

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Having Heard the Warning

Further reflections on my eldest daughter turning 13: Heaving Heard the Warning by Michael Doyle On Saturday night as I kissed you into sleep There was a part of me that wanted to keep This moment forever as a sacred … Continue reading

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When Children Speak

When our children speak, we should listen.  We never know what we might learn?  If nothing else how they see the world.  And I can think of no greater gift than understanding the world through the eyes and hearts of … Continue reading

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Waking Up Alone

Didn’t Bowie set it out for us well?  Time may and does change us.  But, we cannot change time.  Why do realize that when we are young.  Then so many of us lose sight of this as we grow older … Continue reading

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