Tag Archives: Vanity

Resistance Begun

Resistance Begunby Michael DoyleThere are times of darknessThat leads to nihilism.There was a time of harshness,From it arose Nazism.Banned music played on shortwave,Kept by some in their secrecyDancing on civilization’s grave.Conformity became a form of vanity.Worship was bent to teach … Continue reading

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Shift of Perspective

Shift of Perspectiveby Michael DoyleMy joy is hard to keep hid,All that is, my savior did.Jesus walked among us, His Father’s son.The three-in-one is the one-and-done.Walking head-on in the name of humanity,We escape the chains of empty vanity.Lifting our faces … Continue reading

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Wounded Bluntness

Wounded Bluntnessby Michael DoyleIt seems cliché, by revealing,When we talk about our covert feelings,That even writers aren’t sure what’s good.It’s well enough hoping to be understood.The personal is what others find compelling.Otherwise, just what is it that you’re revealing?That is, … Continue reading

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Resurrection Day 2025

Resurrection Day 2025by Michael DoyleMy youngest daughter worries too much about perfectionBut I tell her it’s all about the right directionWe can’t worry about yesterday or tomorrowToday’s our day to walk in God’s grace, not sorrowThe pages read are meant … Continue reading

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Angel In Blue Jeans

Angel In Blue Jeansby Michael DoyleFrom across the fragile spacesI feel your soulful tracesIt was something like I’ve never feltAs your heavenly ways move me to meltMy heart was amazed by the hand dealtWhen your love shined my way to … Continue reading

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A Desire For Positive Impact

A Desire for Positive Impactby Michael DoyleThis an age that embraces the apocalypse constantlyIt is hard to find anyone left who feels empathyFor those who want to live a life to its fullest measureIt is as though we have forgotten … Continue reading

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Faith Where Satan Lives

Faith Where Satan Livesby Michael DoyleThere are times of great expectationBut none so much as in RevelationEschatology teaches us, and we learnAll the things that we need to discernKnowing what is spoken is realHas the possibility of making our spine … Continue reading

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Watercolor Still Life

Watercolor Still Lifeby Michael DoyleWhen you ask me about the Harlem Renaissance I have to ponder and work out my best responseArt Deco found its African American affirmationDelivered as a watercolor still life in confirmationThat things are never quite as concise … Continue reading

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Messages Needed

Messages Neededby Michael DoyleThere is something unsaid gone unheededIn all the messages truly neededMessages to and from so many strangersWho are embroiled in all their angerWhat happened to peace, love, and understandingI know I’m no longer hip, and not to … Continue reading

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A Void of Emptiness

A Void of Emptinessby Michael DoyleApproaching the study of the edges of space Has only begun as technology sets the paceFor the time, it must be studied in deferenceAs it is a humbling, character-building experienceThe stars we watch are like … Continue reading

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