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Crash and Burn

Crash and Burnby Michael DoyleCrash and burnWhen will I learnMy stomach churnsFrom the lessons that I learnIf I haven’t learned by nowWill I ever somehowI keep pushing onI keep pushing onGonna slow it downA warm smile turned to frownI keep … Continue reading

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A Purity of Feeling

A Purity of Feelingby Michael DoyleSailing along the sea Guided by a northern lightBecomes a willing collaborationTo reach our destinationSomewhere between the purityAnd the places of sheer beautyIs the presence utterly revealingConcealed inside the naked feelingProfound as it is somewhat … Continue reading

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Mickey Said To Minnie

Mickey Said To MinnieBy Michael Doyle When the world fades right out of viewIt’s the fate of how it is that I met you.It wasn’t like I was wishing on a starBut there it is, and there you are The … Continue reading

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Transition Versus Change

Transition Versus Changeby Michael DoyleThe Lord knows that it’s hard to growThe paths taken are hard to knowIn the midst of life’s transitionsIt takes a long time to make right decisionsThat change our lives as we needWhen we find our … Continue reading

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Funny How Time Slips Away

Funny How Time Slips Awayby Michael DoyleI was thinking just the other dayIsn’t it funny how time slips away?Somewhere between country and rockThere’s need for living by straight talkLife has its beats and tribulationsTimes of sadness and of jubilationsIndulging in … Continue reading

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A Song of Thanksgiving

A Song of Thanksgivingby Michael DoyleA song of thanksgivingSung to be braveIn need of forgivingI claw my way from my graveWith apprehensionI am reaching outBeyond comprehensionMy thoughts are filled with doubtStill, I danceIn your rain of kindnessTaking this chanceDespite my … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: Your Voice Dries Up If You Don’t Use It

“Your voice dries up if you don’t use it.” – Patti Page, singer (8 Nov 1927-2013)

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Imaginary Friend

Imaginary Friendby Michael DoyleIn the eternal sense of voiceThat I believed was a choiceA deviance disguised as free willIs but an illusion and was never realI made up my imaginary friendThat one on whom I could dependTelling myself faith was … Continue reading

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Love Was There

Love Was Thereby Michael DoyleAlong the country roads of my youthI learned a few jokes and a lot of truthSinging along with the radio showA lot joy there and it continues to flowSo many smiles built on memoryTimes spent with … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: Use Your Voice For Kindness, Your Ears For Compassion, Your Hands For Charity, Your Mind For Truth, and Your Heart For Love

“Use your voice for kindness, your ears for compassion, your hands for charity, your mind for truth, and your heart for love.”  – William John Bennett

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