Category Archives: Poetry and Poems

Demons, When They’re Not Concealed

Posted on October 26, 2024 by alohapromisesforever

Demons, When They’re Not Concealedby Michael DoyleCreatures of the night, they dareTo truly live; knowing life is rareHaving taken enough of it to knowThey are here to enjoy death’s showIt’s important to know saints have a pastAnd every sinner has … Continue reading →

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It Hardly Counted

Posted on October 25, 2024 by alohapromisesforever

It Hardly Counted by Michael DoyleIn all my time in the dreadful warI felt certain of something moreA lot of horrible things occurredLooking back they’ve all blurredThese horrors handled with graceAre the worst, most of us faceTo know that man’s … Continue reading →

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Danza Pieta

Posted on October 24, 2024 by alohapromisesforever

Danza Pieta by Michael DoyleNoisome crypts jangle the bones of innocenceWhere evil lingers knowing no pretenseOrgan music begins to play in its tonal rangeSomething wicked and something strangeParanoia, whispered fears, and shades of doubtEcho like unfriendly notes raised into a … Continue reading →

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The Influence of Pulp Fiction

Posted on October 23, 2024 by alohapromisesforever

The Influence of Pulp Fictionby Michael DoyleScience fiction without a snarkDidn’t just materialize out of the darkIn 1926, Hugo Gernsback, without a lot of gloryCame to publish the first Amazing StoriesFrom the cover of this first, we might knowThe Hugo … Continue reading →

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Whatever the Day’s Length

Posted on October 22, 2024 by alohapromisesforever

Whatever the Day’s Lengthby Michael DoyleWhatever the day’s lengthMy joy in the Lord gives me strengthI say this in all that I speakFrom the ocean shore to the mountain’s peakGod is present in my every dayHe is here as I … Continue reading →

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Science Fiction and Frankenstein’s Creature

Posted on October 21, 2024 by alohapromisesforever

Science Fiction and Frankenstein’s Creatureby Michael DoyleThough literary snobs can find it less than delectableScience Fiction has grown up as quiet respectableSnobbery has ever been fashionable even at HalloweenStill science fiction’s limitations certainly don’t meanThat there is nothing really scary … Continue reading →

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In All My Living Days

Posted on October 20, 2024 by alohapromisesforever

In All My Living Daysby Michael DoyleIn all my living daysI will lift my voice in praiseI’m overjoyed by what I’ve foundHappily blessed, chasing it aroundAll because He roseAs every wiseman knowsHe took our sins from usAnd we know this … Continue reading →

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For the Sake of Community

Posted on October 19, 2024 by alohapromisesforever

For the Sake of Communityby Michael DoyleDecisions are made for the sake of communityAs we join hands to rebuild a sickened societyWords and intonation create a transcendent headspaceWhere the weak fill their need for a sense of placeTrust in the … Continue reading →

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In the Solitude of Darkness

Posted on October 18, 2024 by alohapromisesforever

In the Solitude of Darknessby Michael DoyleTo the degree that I do not fearI am powerful enough to persevereI say this with a heavy-hearted sighAs my soul fixes its intellectual eyeThe love and rage that exists inside meHave become the … Continue reading →

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The Memory Is Bittersweet

Posted on October 17, 2024 by alohapromisesforever

The Memory Is Bittersweetby Michael DoyleI wish I could erase the darkness I have feltThat somehow, some way, I could escape the hand dealtAll the good and the bad that makes us who we areLeaves me wishing forlorn on that … Continue reading →

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