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Dropping the Label
Dropping the Labelby Michael DoyleIn every moment, any given momentCan become the truth of a holy momentGod is with us wherever we areWhether in a building or under starsLife may not be fair, but God is faithfulBringing to our lives … Continue reading →
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Waters Felt As Wild
Waters Felt As Wildby Michael DoyleLooking to the commons differentlyWe sip at the waters reverentlyWith willows and elms along the banksAs a praying man, I stop to give thanksNo matter how much we pollute the watersTheir resilience slips back dreamilyAs … Continue reading →
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Tagged Adolescent, Banks, Camelot, Days, Days Gone By, Differently, Dreamily, Dusk, Elms, Friends, Give Thanks, Guilty, I Let Go, Idles, Ignorant, Insanity, Lost Lore, Memory, Might Have Been More, Once Again, One Word, Past, Poetry and Poems, Policeman's Blotter, Pollute, Praying Man, Pristine, Rainforest, Resilience, Restorative, Reverently, Sins, Sip, Soul, Sunlight, The Commons, Think, Thinking, Today, Undertow, Unseemly, Vanity, Waters, Wild, Wished Against Hope, Yearn, Yesterday, You and I, Youth
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ALOHA PROMISES FOREVER 
Rituals
Ritualsby Michael DoyleRitualsTaken in sequenceProtect us from harmVisuals Seemingly in coincidenceHave their illustrious charmsEvery step takenTo shake the forsakenTo hunt or to be huntedHead on the swivel; fear bluntedTo move beyond first baseA destiny to embraceCaught in a game of … Continue reading →