Tag Archives: Fear

Madami II

Posted on November 25, 2025 by alohapromisesforever

Madami IIby Michael DoyleThere is a creeping conspiracy of making up liesTo make society’s driving forces into bad guys. Most of the rich in America worked to get there.To believe otherwise is a sad game of stoking fear.The Havana Model … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry and Poems | Tagged Abortion, America, Arrogance, Babies, Bad Guys, Believe, Chameleon, City, Communism, Confusion, Country, Creeping Conspiracy, Criminals, Defund and Dismantle, Driving Force, Empty, Enemies, Entrepreneurial Class, False Promises, Fear, Fools, Free Condoms, Fund, Globalizing the Intifada, Good, Groceries, Gun, Havana Model, Hear, History, Illegal Immigration, Madami, Made Up Lies, Madman, Marxism, Middle Class, Nation, Observer, Pass, Path, Philosophy, Pity, Poetry and Poems, Police Departments, Politics, Posture, Protection, Red Rage, Rich, Roaches, Sex Change Operations, Sex Work, Shadows, Sheer Ignorance, Snake, Social Services, Society, Stake, Stoking Fear, Surge, The Socialists, Venezuela, Wise Governance, Work, Workers | Leave a comment

Making the World Better

Posted on November 21, 2025 by alohapromisesforever

Making the World Betterby Michael DoyleDon’t stand there silent like a rockWhen your feelings need you to talk.Give yourself permission to find a wayFor you to say what you need to say.Your feelings need to find a way out – … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry and Poems | Tagged Love, Fear, Music, Soul, Anger, World, Words, Sins, Silence, Poetry and Poems, Connection, Wise, Tears, Rock, Shape, Opposite, Overwhelmed, Silent, Shout, Emotion, Talk, Painful Truth, Say, Mistake, Flow, Walking Wounded, Heartbreaks, Permission, Brokenness, Way, Lame, Outspokenness, Erupt, Making the World Better, Feelngs, Poiint, Exerciise, Scary World, Corruptioin, False Blame | Leave a comment

A Reverence For Hurts Felt

Posted on November 20, 2025 by alohapromisesforever

A Reverence For Hurts Feltby Michael DoyleIt’s never easy on the children. Is it?Perfection is not really a standard. Is it?There is so much to be worked out,Between the fears, the tears, and the doubts.It’s too bad about the power … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry and Poems | Tagged Appreciation, Children, Daughter, Difference, Done, Doubt, Earnest, Failure, Faith, Family, Father, Fear, Felt, Forgiving, Hurt, Jesus, Life, Lord, Love, Measure, Omission, Perfection, Poetry and Poems, Power of Animosity, Pray, Rage, Reverence, Son, Starndard, Tears, Thanksgiving, Treasure, Understood, Worked Out, Writing, Wrongs | Leave a comment

Her Song

Posted on November 7, 2025 by alohapromisesforever

Her Songby Michael DoyleA voice came to me from beyond my screen.A brown-eyed beauty who loved what she had seen,She smiled at me with growing anticipation Suggesting with a smile that we write about creation. I couldn’t help but wonder … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry and Poems | Tagged Anticipatioin, Beautiful Face, Beyond, Brown-Eyed Beauty, Comforrtable, Creation, Dannger, Emotion, Fear, Glad, Grace, heartbeat, Her Song, Kiss, Knew, Know, Life, Love, Miss, Note, Personal Ocean, Poeetry, Poetry and Poems, Riff, Screen, Smle, Stranger, Suggestion, Vibe, Voce, Wonder | Leave a comment

It Feasts On Fear II

Posted on November 1, 2025 by alohapromisesforever

It Feasts On Fear IIby Michael DoyleII.From beyond the grave, Matty spokeAbout 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, … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry and Poems | Tagged Believe, Chain, Fear, Feat, Grave, Horror, Impposible, Improbable, It, Night, Poetry and Poems, Right, Saity, True, Unfinished Business, Victorry's Crown, Wrong | Leave a comment

It Feasts On Fear

Posted on October 30, 2025 by alohapromisesforever

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 →

Posted in Poetry and Poems | Tagged American Sign Language, Anxiety, Challenges, Drry, Evil, Fear, Feast, Hennessy, Human Bengs, It, Kid, Life, Meaning, Mercy, Narrowly, Night, Poetry and Poems, Pout, Signal, Small Town, Solitude, Trouble, Vice, Warning, Whiskey, Writing | Leave a comment

Lessons In Ballet

Posted on October 18, 2025 by alohapromisesforever

Lessons In Balletby Michael DoyleNo one dares wake Suzy from her sleep.Her dreams of ballet run very deep.With the slippers on her young feet,The Devil’s own she’s gone to meet.Ruby red paints the airport’s walls,As she answers dance’s sacred call.Rushing … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry and Poems | Tagged Absuridty, Aiport, Ballet, Cost, Dance, Dancing Academy, Dead, Devil's Own, Dream, Fear, Feet, Flood Waters, Forest, Innocence, Lessons, Lost, Mytery, Nightmare, Poetry and Poems, Possessed Motion, Question, Rain, Red, Sacred Call, Shadow, Shisper, Sleep, Sliippers, Stormy Night, Suzy, Truth, Walls, Witch, Womb | Leave a comment

Without Apology

Posted on October 4, 2025 by alohapromisesforever

Without Apologyby Michael DoyleOf the things noticed as lethal,One does the best that one can.Leaning in toward the seduction to evil,Thoughts ran toward being and murdering the man.Backroom cards are shared with frivolity,But there is a depth below the venality.There, … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry and Poems | Tagged Apology, Backroom Cards, Control, Conversation, Desire, Devil, Dishonesty, Evil, Fealty, Fear, Gentility, Lethal, Murder, Poetry and Poems, River To Lake, Seduction, Tale, Time, Vampirism, Venality | Leave a comment

Turning Points of Resolution

Posted on September 10, 2025 by alohapromisesforever

Turning Points of Resolutionby Michael DoyleWithout having so much as a college degree,Charlie offered the ideals of American philosophy.Bringing truth to the street of clever error,It’s more than 7 years of bad luck from this broken mirror.Touching hearts and guiding … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry and Poems | Tagged American Philosophy, Atmosphere, Bad Luck, Broken Mirror, Charlie Kirk, Civil, Clever Error, Clouded Hate, College Degree, Display, Examination, Faith, Fear, Fragility of Life, Frame, Hearts, High-Powered Round, Ideals, Informed Debate, Left Behind, Life, Madman, Malice, Mindless Loss, Minds, Nation's Friend, Poetry and Poems, Reasoned Debate, Resolution, Shame, Start, Street, Strife, Thug, True Justice, Truth, Turning Point, Writing | Leave a comment

Fifty-Five Years Gone

Posted on September 8, 2025 by alohapromisesforever

Fifty-Five Years Goneby Michael DoyleFrom crayons to my sister’s perfume,I was lost deep inside the White Room.Things of death made me feel fear,And I needed another atmosphere.I lost myself on memory lane,Half convinced that life slips down the drain.Looking for … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry and Poems | Tagged 45s, AM Radio, Atmosphere, Autumn Leaves, Beginning, Call, Closed Door, Crawl, Crayon, Cry, Death, Different, Drain, DU, Experiment, Fall, Fear, Feeling Sound, Fifty-Five Years, Find, FM, Fortune, Gone, Hit, Inside, Kicks, Madman, Memory Lane, Music, Never-Ending, New Opportunity, Perfume, Player, Poetry and Poems, Read, Reverent, Shaman, Shout, Soul, Stage, Stereo Long Play, Twist, Unimpressed, Variant, Wasteland, Way Out, White Room, Wounded Prided | Leave a comment