Tag Archives: Death

Into the Night

Posted on October 27, 2018 by alohapromisesforever

The first kill is the hardest. It brings tears. With each kill, it gets easier. Until one day, all innocence is gone and all that’s left is not a soul but a gaping wound of sheerest evil… Into the Night … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry and Poems | Tagged Charms, Chill, Compulsive, Creature, Death, Deck of Cards, Demand, Devil's Price, Evil, Frown, Halloween, Kill, Murder, Night, Passion, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Screams, Silence, Silly Boys, Smile, Soul, Strings, Taste, Tear, Thrill, Will, Wound | Leave a comment

A Dark Waltz

Posted on October 21, 2018 by alohapromisesforever

Returning to the Halloween theme once again: A Dark Waltz by Michael Romani It seems that humans have always craved The horror and taste of the darkly depraved Massacre and slaughter in emboldened red Play on the hunger that riots … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry and Poems | Tagged Ancient, Bloodlust, Crave, Dance, Death, Depravity, Echoes of the Past, Guilt, Hunger, Insane, Last Breath, Light, Master, Music, Pain, Photogrph, Poem, Poetry, Respectable, Spectacle, Sublime, Travesty, Truth, Tuth, Waltz | Leave a comment

Daily Prompt – Innocence Lost

Posted on October 14, 2018 by alohapromisesforever

Seems like a theme this year so far for this coming Halloween doesn’t it? I guess it’s been on mind lately that some of our worse horrors are self inflicted by mankind. On Innocence Lost (In War) by Michael Romani … Continue reading →

Posted in Photographs & Memories | Tagged Accept, Alone, Better, Blood, Boys, Choice, Daily Prompt, Damaged Heart, Death, Dream, First Breath, First Kill, God's Plan, Halloween, Hero, Inflicted, Innocence, Lost, Love, Men, Moment, Night, Poor Excuse, Pray, Scar, Sin, Sleep, Sorrow, Spill, Together, Unholy Monster, Zero | Leave a comment

Matter of Life and Death

Posted on October 7, 2018 by alohapromisesforever

Based in part on 1 John 3:11-18 Matter of Life and Death by Michael Romani Ours is to live in Holy Love Here on earth as above It’s a matter of life and death And of what life has left … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry and Poems | Tagged Across, Action, Believe, Bible, Book of John, Calling, Christian, Command, Compassion, Death, Deceive, Down, Earth, Embrace, Empty, Family, First Step, Fruit, Give, Grow, Heaven, Hidden, Holy, Human Beings, Initiation, Life, Love, Meaning, Need, New Heart, Option, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Potential, Practice, Pride, Proactive, Reaction, Said, Satisfaction, Serve, Shine, Shown, Sin, Spirit Led, Strive, Tolerance, Tradition, Truth, Understand, Witness, Word | Leave a comment

Daily Prompt – Existential

Posted on September 21, 2018 by alohapromisesforever

There is something in the existential moment When we realize life consists of daily torment But still it’s the very best deal that is offered Dreams of immortality are not even proffered With a the straightness of anyone’s best face … Continue reading →

Posted in Photographs & Memories | Tagged Acceptance, Bridge Too Far, Daily, Daily Prompt, Days, Deal, Death, Deny, Dreams, Embrace, Existential, Gaily, Immortality, Moment, Pain, Push, Real, Steal, Straight Face, Torment, Truth | Leave a comment

Broken Down Shuffle Off

Posted on September 15, 2018 by alohapromisesforever

In a movie I was watching tonight, there was a bit of reflective dialog that caused me to think. Judging people without knowing where they’ve been is often the wrong choice. Broken Down Shuffle Off by Michael Romani Scarred face … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry and Poems | Tagged Abyss, Bleed, Blur, Broke Down, Carnage, Daughter, Death, Handshake, Hangover, Heartbreak, Hurt, Judge, Leukemia, Oblivion, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Prayer, Rage, Scars, Shuffle, Sorrow, Story, Suicide | Leave a comment

Eichmann’s Finale

Posted on September 2, 2018 by alohapromisesforever

For some crimes there is never enough justice. That Eichmann attempted to make the case that simply following orders somehow exonerated his deeds has always struck me as horrific. Eichmann’s Finale by Michael Romani Shattered echoes fill the mind … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry and Poems, Uncategorized | Tagged Banality, Blowback, Butcher's Knife, Cost, Crimes Against Humanity, Death, Denial, Echoes, Eichmann, Evil, Exoneration, Finale, Hatred, History, Identity, Inhumanity, Justice, Karma, Lessons, Lost, Orders, Payback, Photography, Poem, Poetry, Restitution, Retribution, Sanity, Simplicity, Trauma, Trial, Truth | Leave a comment

Conflict Of Civilizations

Posted on September 1, 2018 by alohapromisesforever

There is a conflict in the West that draws down deeper than radical Islam versus West. It is Leftism versus Tradition. I think it’s pretty clear which side of this divide I am on. https://flic.kr/p/28vWo91 Conflict Of Civilizations by Michael … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry and Poems, Uncategorized | Tagged America, Antithesis, Chaste, Christianity, Communism, Contempt, Death, Destruction, Dogma, Economics, Extremism, Faced, Fascism, Freud, Futile, God, Guidance, Happy, Heart and Feelings, Holy, Ideology, Imaginary, Instruction, Judaism, Leftism, Life's Questions, Light, Marxism, Meaning, Perverse, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Poor, Secularism, Sex, Sirens, The Bible, The West, Theology, Thesis, Tradition, Unholy, Universe, Utopia, Wealth, Western Civilization | Leave a comment

Hearts That Burn

Posted on August 19, 2018 by alohapromisesforever

History shows a weird thread of interlacing love and hate that has come to influence all of humanity. Were it God’s way and not ours, I am thinking and believing there would be a lot more love and maybe none … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry and Poems | Tagged Ages of Man, Burn, Bury, Child, Choice, Death, Enfold, Fate, Father Time, Fear, God, Hate, Hearts, History, Learn, Lessons, Love, Mother, Photograph, Place, Poem, Poetry, Pray, Sadness, Son, Tales, Teach, Trace | Leave a comment

Long Knife

Posted on August 17, 2018 by alohapromisesforever

I watched part of a Western tonight after not having watched one for years. So far two poems from it and over an hour more to go. Isn’t it interesting how there is a poem in just about everything. It’s … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry and Poems, Uncategorized | Tagged Bleeding Heart, Burn, Cure, Death, Distress, Drink, Felt, Hesitation, Hours, Long Knife, Pain, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Question, Storied Life, Think, Western | Leave a comment