“Life is divided into three terms – that which was, which is, and which will be. Let us learn from the past to profit by the present, and from the present, to live better in the future.” – William Wordsworth

“Life is divided into three terms – that which was, which is, and which will be. Let us learn from the past to profit by the present, and from the present, to live better in the future.” – William Wordsworth

“For everything that was written in the past was written to teach us, so that through the endurance taught in the Scriptures and the encouragement they provide we might have hope. “ – Romans 15:4 NIV

Closing Eyes To the Blind Side
by Michael Doyle
In this world, there's a gathering darkness.
Love has been put aside and replaced with harshness.
Each side proclaims hate that they cannot hide,
And each side demands that we pick our side.
I think I've thought this thoroughly through,
And with all loving intention, I know what I'll do.
I'm closing my eyes to the overly blind side,
And choosing love for my neighbor over wounded pride.
I am closing my eyes to the blind side,
Choosing instead to follow the kind side.
Seeking a beautiful day in the neighborhood
Starts where the ways of love are understood.
If you ask me to declare my set of laid out reasons,
I will quietly smile and say, "It begins with the season."
For God so loved the world —how can I do differently?
Than to look at all passing passions as I do reverently.
A festival of love begins with gratitude and giving,
After all, didn't the Father say we should be forgiving?
It's optimism's faith that leads toward achievement,
And it is through doing good that we all find improvement.
I am closing my eyes to the blind side,
Choosing instead to follow the kind side.
Seeking a beautiful day in the neighborhood
Starts where the ways of love are understood.
I may be in the gutter, but I'm looking at stars.
I may not know the song, but please hum a few bars.
And I will do my best to play along in my harmony,
If you'll only promise me to share your melody.
It takes courage to find the press for true progress,
And find it we must if our race is to pass our test.
I am content with the past and happy with the present.
My dreams for tomorrow leave nothing to resent.
I am closing my eyes to the blind side,
Choosing instead to follow the kind side.
Seeking a beautiful day in the neighborhood
Starts where the ways of love are understood.
Here we are at the end of the year 2025.
As we look around us are we surprised we're alive?
Happiness isn't a feeling; it's a solid choice.
It's to this I ask you to join me in one voice.
Looking forward to the snowy side of Providence,
Are you seeing this clearly with hope and confidence?
Sailing forward as the sirens begin to wail,
We only need to smile and learn to adjust our sails.
I am closing my eyes to the blind side,
Choosing instead to follow the kind side.
Seeking a beautiful day in the neighborhood
Starts where the ways of love are understood.
(c) November 1, 2025 Michael Doyle
All Rights Reserved
“I am opposed to any form of tyranny over the mind of man.” – Thomas Jefferson

“Keep your dreams alive. Understand to achieve anything requires faith and belief in yourself, vision, hard work, determination, and dedication. Remember all things are possible for those who believe.” – Gail Devers


It Feasts On Fear II
by Michael Doyle
II.
From beyond the grave, Matty spoke
About pickle jars and things that broke.
It certainly sounded as if impossible,
But maybe it was just improbable.
It's hard to believe that some things are true,
But we're bound to believe, so we always try to.
Unfinished business can chain us down
Until what we have to do brings victory's crown.
There's nothing wrong that cannot be made right
By the words of hope we pray into the dark night.
The real horrors of this world wear the skin of humanity
With a knife in the back of doubtful sanity.
If you stare long enough into the feel of reality,
You find scarier things than pass for sheer fantasy.
The things of fear are the things so rarefying
As to come out of the shadows fully terrifying.
Comic books spill over in their spandex story.
Real death most often comes without much glory.
There in the shadows of the darkened night,
Come the teardrops hiding from the day's light.
III.
Life's bucket full of splendid nothings,
We find that those who know the most are often bluffing.
Searching for truths that will never be found,
The truth of this small town isn't six feet underground.
Skimming for truth in a sewer's song,
It was the words or the melody that didn't quite belong.
Twisted and twisting in the bathtub drain,
Sometimes it feels that the world is insane.
In the storm, we hear the winds call,
While into the night's slumber, we crawl
Only to wake to fight our living nightmares.
Life is full of troubles and catching snares.
A music man's troubles fill in the blues,
When life comes at us in all its multiple hues.
Ragtime is the ideology of the Devil's playground.
There is little morality in its syncopated sound.
From the screen, an evil monkey grins
As he looks up, all the mayhem surges to begin.
Drunken stumbles are released into the theater of the absurd,
And what is seen cannot be captured within a sum of words.
Dragged from innocence, one by one,
Until on All Hallows' Eve, the children are done.
Run, run away into the depths of total fear
All hail for It is drawing ever near.
(c) October 31, 2025 Michael Doyle
All Rights Reserved

Happiest of Halloweens to everyone from Aloha Promises Forever!! I hope your tricks are all happy and filled with joy, and that your treats are pleasing yet somehow healthy(..ier??)!! Turns out that added sugar can do a number on your A1C and have other negative impacts. I won’t lie and say don’t worry about this. I’ll just say, moderation is the key to everything. Eat well, be well, and choose your treats intentionally. But most importantly, live life with love and love your life well!
“Peace, commerce and honest friendship with all nations; entangling alliances with none.” – Thomas Jefferson

“A thing of beauty is a joy forever: its loveliness increases; it will never pass into nothingness.” – John Keats


It Feasts On Fear
by Michael Doyle
I.
Watch for signs of corruption in the morning,
In all the troubles that come without warning.
American Sign Language signals the meaning
Of all the challenges for us human beings.
Small towns brush life with their mercy,
Sipping whiskey from a bottle of Hennessy.
Frozen there in the solitude of night,
Anywhere but Derry would be alright.
A stranger's kid struggles with a pout,
Fighting with an urge to find a way out.
Some forms of vice are suffered merrily,
While others are escaped quite narrowly.
It was born quite evil and quite hungry.
A birthday greeting was given quite early
As It escaped to a drainage in the night.
It was spawned to bring others full fright.
Bangor Air Base had its special projects,
Along with nuclear fear and its rejects.
A normal town with all its participation,
Life was lived with a mix of fear and anticipation.
Duck and cover for the ashes of mass radiation.
The aliens and Russians were fearful interpretations.
The new normal wasn't a welcome invention,
But the military stood ready for intervention.
A little pessimism helps pass the time of day,
Sometimes ignorance needs to be pushed along the way.
Kids and parents fight their vivid imaginations.
It's how it is as sweet scenes bury titillation.
Town kids find themselves in a secret hideaway.
Into the darkness of the night, they're bound to stay.
Mood rings reveal their jammed-up feelings,
While accidents will happen as life keeps revealing.
The new year comes with a little conversation.
There are so many memories of past devastations.
It's how life happens on the way to the cemetery.
All of our dreams can turn out so contrary.
Trouble is as trouble comes down the country road,
In that in-between place that we've all been told.
Though we do our best to learn how to save,
There's no escaping the whispers calling to our graves.
(c) October 30, 2025 Michael Doyle
All Rights Reserved

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