Tag Archives: Warning

It Feasts On Fear

It Feasts On Fearby Michael DoyleI.Watch for signs of corruption in the morning,In all the troubles that come without warning.American Sign Language signals the meaningOf all the challenges for us human beings.Small towns brush life with their mercy,Sipping whiskey from … Continue reading

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Probability and History

Probability and Historyby Michael DoyleThe past indicates the probability,And the rest, as they say, is history.We learn these things with humility.The passing days become our legacy.The mercantile types take life without any need.The wise take this into account and pay … Continue reading

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Bring On the New Year

Bring On the New Yearby Michael DoyleAs my daughters and I take our moment to reconnectThe newsman sings his warnings about a polar vortexWe don’t care because we are warm and safe insideIn our cozy corners, where each of us … Continue reading

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(Questions of Life) However Inspired

(Questions of Life) However Inspiredby Michael DoyleHowever it was inspiredLife came to be firedSparked a billion years agoAnd continued on in its flowThough no man was there Science believes it clearNeurons appeared 400,000 year agoBut who can truly know?From the … Continue reading

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The Morning Only Brings Bad

The Morning Only Brings Badby Michael DoyleFor some, the morning only brings badThese are those who are persistently sadIndulging only those things that will kill themAs if they missed the call of life’s good hymnInstead, they hear nonstop voices in … Continue reading

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Angelic Choirs Sing

Angelic Choirs Singby Michael DoyleThe angelic chorus became distortionEven mountains felt small in proportionStill the choir sang songs giving evil warningThat Jesus Christ was born that blessed morningJoy to the world came with this first NoelHere came the gifted blessing … Continue reading

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Called To Freedom

Called To Freedomby Michael DoyleStanding firm on Sunday morningLiving life as if a warningDoing it as I can to my very bestFasting and testifying as I confessIt grew toward a borderline resentmentUntil I discovered what brought contentmentCalled to freedom to … Continue reading

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What It Takes To Be A New Yorker

What It Takes To Be A New Yorkerby Michael DoyleIt used to be that all it took was a remembranceOf what used to be and now is turned into encumbranceSummoning a piece of the city that used to existWhen what … Continue reading

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Lisa (How To Love A New England Girl)

Lisa (How To Love A New England Girl)by Michael DoyleShe was born a New England girlWith dreams of her own and the leaves in a whirlEvery fall, she knew comfort in her seasonAnd he knew that she made sense beyond … Continue reading

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Hands Tell the Story

Hands Tell the Storyby Michael DoyleSmooth and sultryThe jazz flautistSmooths out her linesSoothing like a silk mysteryThe jazz flautistBlows our mindsWhile somewhereIn that over thereA man watches a womanWishing he might persevereAnd didn’t know the fearLike only a man in … Continue reading

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