Tag Archives: Guitar

Life Anew

Posted on July 7, 2019 by alohapromisesforever

On the further consideration of how diatoms not the Amazonian rainforest so much act as the lungs of this beautiful world of ours. For some of us who have to consider more than others the role of oxygen in our … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry and Poems | Tagged Alive, Amazon, Anew, Blue, Breath, Cascade, Charm, Death, Diatoms, Distance, Dive, Dreams, Four Alarm, Grace, Green, Guitar, Life, Light Show, Living Waters, Notice, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Reveal, Secret, Sight, Still, Stun, Whirls | Leave a comment

Heartland United

Posted on June 14, 2019 by alohapromisesforever

Tales of the American Heartland… Heartland United by Michael Romani We have one heartland united In a nation too divided Filled with hop and our heartbreak The nation’s heart awakes From Nebraska to the Central Valley There is a flavor … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry and Poems | Tagged 4th of July, America, Celebration, Central Valley, Dream, Flavor, Freedom, Genuine, Guitar, Handshake, Heartland, Horse, Integrity, Lullaby, Melody, Moon, Myth, Nashville, Nation, Nebraska, Ole Glory, Patriot, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Promise, Sentimental, Smile, Sophist, Tears, Town, United | Leave a comment

Seemed So Easy

Posted on June 5, 2019 by alohapromisesforever

Isn’t it funny how differently two people can see the same events? Seemed So Easy by Michael Romani It seemed so easy Putting band aids on the pain Ignoring the tear drops Though they fell like rain It was there … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry and Poems | Tagged Amazing, Annoy, Band Aids, Best Friend, Call, Charm, Contradictions, Deep, Differnces, Disarm, Easy, Guitar, Heart, Ignore, Imperfections, Jokes, Look, Note, Observances, Pain, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Rain, Real, Seem, Sgrong, Song, Speak, Star, Strum, Subtle, Tear Drops, Unique, Void, Washed Away, Wrong | Leave a comment

Dragged Down

Posted on June 4, 2019 by alohapromisesforever

Little something that fell together while I was playing guitar tonight… Dragged Down by Michael Romani Feeling less than fulsome Dragged down something awesome Drinking to oblivion stage side Letting my rage riff on a free ride At the turn … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry and Poems | Tagged Awesome, Battle, Clever, Clue, Cry, Down, Drag, Drink, Feeling, Forever, Free Ride, Goodbye, Guitar, Knew, Lost, Messed Up, Noewhere, Oblivion, Page, Past, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Rear Pew, Riff, Sage, Secret, Slow, Stage, Stumble, Thicck, Wave | Leave a comment

Graveled Voice

Posted on May 23, 2019 by alohapromisesforever

I was thinking the other day about another poet not so long ago another poet that I respect telling someone else that my shorter poems are more like rock lyrics. That probably comes as somewhat of a surprise to some. … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry and Poems | Tagged Angst, Apocalypse, Blind, Blue Skies, Compromises, Connection, Decadence, Embrace, Failure, Gentle, Going On, Gravel, Gray, Guitar, High Browed, Kaleidoscope, Karmic, Life, Lyrics, Memory, Meolody, Mirror, Modern Poetry, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Promise, Rock, Rock Salt, Sad, See, Sigh, Simple, Sleepless Night, Transcendence, Tremble, Voice, Wise, Wordless Prayer, Yesterday, Yesteryear | Leave a comment

Rough Road

Posted on January 22, 2019 by alohapromisesforever

Sometimes it’s a rough patch. Sometimes it’s a life sentence. All times, it’s up to the person walking it to push on through. Sometimes that shapes you into your least intentions… https://flic.kr/p/pLecSH Rough Road by Michael Romani It was a … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry and Poems | Tagged Belong, Coffee, Drink, Embrace, Face, Guitar, Heartbreak, Leave, Life Sentence, Melody, Morning, Night, Old Fashioned Love Song, Photograph, Place, Poem, Poetry, Road Road, Rock N Roll, Rodeo Clown, Rough Patch, Rugged, Shape, Show, Shut, Singer, Think, Tight, Tomorrow, Voice | Leave a comment

Played Like The Boss

Posted on January 5, 2019 by alohapromisesforever

The relevance of rock-n-roll is how something so irreverently off the cuff could change the world into the mainly the Key of E. E for emotion, excitement, energy, enjoyment and evolving us into a whole new paradigm. Many watching wanted … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry and Poems | Tagged Action, Applause, Boss, Change, Chin, Chord, Common Man, Constant, Dark, Doubt, Explosion, Glory, Guitar, Home, Jaded Past, Key of E, Light, Motorcycle, Photograph, Play, Poem, Poetry, Revolution, Rock N Roll, Satisfaction, Six String, Society, Songs, Stage Lights, Story, Television, Truth, World, Young Boy | Leave a comment

Short Form Poetry Workshop: Arkquain String -Sunshine Arkquain

Posted on November 20, 2018 by alohapromisesforever

Tonight’s Short Form Poetry Workshop exposed us to the Arkquain String form. So, what exactly is that and how does it work, right? It was invented by Madison Shaw, aka Arkbear on Allpoetry. 12 lines with ( 1 ) break … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry and Poems | Tagged Arkquain String, Blues, Blues Scale, Calling, Cream, Disreali Gears, Guitar, Jack Bruce, Key of D, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Progression, Retrogression, Rock, Short Form, Soul, Star, Sunshine of Your Love, Wail, Waiting, Workshop | Leave a comment

Daily Prompt – Craft

Posted on October 3, 2018 by alohapromisesforever

Out under the street lights I’ve spent one too many nights Chasing the neon gods of rock Pursuing my craft instead of small talk Like a street busker playing Thinking the magic would be staying Until one day I put … Continue reading →

Posted in Photographs & Memories | Tagged Basement, Craft, Daddy, Daily Prompt, Daughters, Divorce, Guitar, Magic, Mouse, Neon gods, Nights, Play, Rock, Shaking, Small Talk, Street Busker, Street Lights, Tear, Visitation | Leave a comment

Word Prompt – Choice

Posted on August 3, 2018 by alohapromisesforever

The old guitarist sat casually strumming Daydreaming about summer spent thumbing Across what was then his own little world Just to be in the company of a certain girl Finally starting to lift up his quiet ole voice He sang … Continue reading →

Posted in Photographs & Memories | Tagged Choice, Dance, Daydream, Girl, Guitar, Guitarist, Heart, Hitch Hike, Love, Memories, Peace, Romance, Strum, Tango, Voice, Word Prompt, Young Man | Leave a comment