Category Archives: Poetry and Poems

A Speculative Blush of History

Posted on October 28, 2024 by alohapromisesforever

A Speculative Blush of Historyby Michael DoyleIn part, science fiction involves mysteryOther times, speculation about historyWhat might have been or might well beHad things only turned out a bit differentlyAll the casual moments of interpretationOf events real and in the … Continue reading →

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Raising Unnecessary Spirits

Posted on October 27, 2024 by alohapromisesforever

Raising Unnecessary Spiritsby Michael DoyleConsigned to a comedic sense of HellThere is a demon who laughingly dwellsHe makes his home in haunted house scareBeetlejuice is filled with tricks and daresTo call his own shots filled with this synergyIt recalls the … Continue reading →

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Faith Where Satan Lives

Posted on October 27, 2024 by alohapromisesforever

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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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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